The Creation by Franz Joseph Haydn (1798)

THE CREATION Franz Joseph Haydn Now heav’n in fullest glory shone; earth smiles in all her rich attire. The room of air with fowl is fill’d, the water swell’d by shoals of fish; by heavy beasts the ground is trod. But for all its glory, “the work was not complete.” There wanted yet that wond’rous […]

A Child’s Heart

Emily Dickinson Dew — is the Freshet in the Grass — ‘Tis many a tiny Mill Turns unperceived beneath our feet And Artisan lies still — We spy the Forests and the Hills The Tents to Nature’s Show Mistake the Outside for the in And mention what we saw. Could Commentators on the Sign Of […]