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Oooh...what a deep dramatic blue...it matches my walls and kitchen ceramics. Very nice, Paul, thanks!
The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie to deep for tears. ~William Wordsworth *From one of my favorite poems that I learned the last two stanzas by heart when I was 16. "Ode: Intimations of Immortality."
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