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All the beautiful views from EduTwitter. I give a positive appraisal or a poem - usually from the Romantic era.

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What a gorgeous

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run

To Autumn - John Keats

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Good afternoon! I think we need a new edu-view to lighten the EduTwitter mood. Now, where my Ensers at?

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When the sun comes after rain
And the bird is in the blue,
The girls go down the lane
Two by two.

When the sun comes after shadow
And the singing of the showers,
The girls go up the meadow,
Fair as flowers.

Robert Louis Stevenson

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'Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.'

Mary Elizabeth Frye

Just take it steady up on that roof 😉

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Who list his wealth and ease retain,
Himself let him unknown contain.
Press not too fast in at that gate
Where the return stands by disdain,
For sure, circa Regna tonat.

Thomas Wyatt.

- not quite up to an but you get top marks for drama

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'Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.'

Robert Frost

(I think Enser has serious competition here)

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'I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you leave, I'm begging you not to go
Call your name two, three times in a row
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame'

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'A little Dog that wags his tail
And knows no other joy
Of such a little Dog am I
Reminded by a Boy

Who gambols all the living Day
Without an earthly cause
Because he is a little Boy
I honestly suppose... '

Emily Dickinson

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'Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet... '

WB Yeats - 'He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven'

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This is the land the sunset washes,
These are the banks of the Yellow Sea ;
Where it rose, or whither it rushes,
These are the western mystery!

The Sea of Sunset - Emily Dickinson

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There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.

William Wordsworth - Ode: Intimations of Immortality

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EduViews Hello, if you like then you might be interested in following this twitter account R S Thomas (poet), also facebook.com/groups/RSThoma… - share his poems, quotes, events, info, Q+A, etc… please retweet?

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'Like a painting it is set before one,
But less brittle, ageless; these colours
Are renewed daily with variations
Of light and distance that no painter
Achieves or suggests.Then there is movement,
Change, as slowly the cloud bruises
Are healed by sunlight...'

RS Thomas

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'I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning:
The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe of a finger-nail held to the candle,
Or paring of paradisaïcal fruit, lovely in waning but lustreless... '

Gerard Manley Hopkins - 'Moonrise'

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I'd been tired, under
the weather, but the ansaphone kept screaming:
One more sick-note, mister, and you're finished. Fired.
I thumbed a lift to where the car was parked.
A Vauxhall Astra. It was hired.

Simon Armitage - 'Hitcher'

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I own a solace shut within my heart,
A garden full of many a quaint delight
And warm with drowsy, poppied sunshine; bright
Flaming with lilies...

Amy Lowell, 1912 - 'Behind a Wall'

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Yet, my pretty sportive friend,
Little is't to such an end
That I praise thy rareness!
Other dogs may be thy peers
Haply in these drooping ears,
And this glossy fairness.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 'To Flush, My Dog' 1844

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Well, they are gone, and here must I remain,
This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost
Such beauties and such feelings, as had been
Most sweet to have remembrance...

Coleridge - 'This Lime Tree Bower My Prison'

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