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My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
(William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold (l. 1-2). . .
The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.)
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There are very huge stars, man, in the sky,
(Robert Creeley (b. 1926), U.S. poet. A Wicker Basket (l. 21). . .
The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1945-1975 (1982) University of California Press.)
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Go forth under the open sky, and list
To Nature's teachings,
(William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878), U.S. poet. Thanatopsis (l. 14-15). . .
New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.)
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The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
(Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The sky is low, the clouds are mean (l. 21). . .
The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown.)
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Ole buttermilk sky.
(Jack Brooks (1912-1971), U.S. songwriter. song title, Morley Music Co. (1946).
Music composed by Hoagy Carmichael (1899-1981).)
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The ghosts of the villages trail in the sky
Making a new twilight
(William Stanley Merwin (b. 1927), U.S. poet. The Asians Dying (l. 8-9). . .
New Oxford Book of American Verse, The. Richard Ellmann, ed. (1976) Oxford University Press.)
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The sky was as full of motion and change as the desert beneath it was monotonous and still,—and there was so much sky, more than at sea, more than anywhere else in the world. The plain was there, under one's feet, but what one saw when one looked about was that brilliant blue world of stinging air and moving cloud. Even the mountains were mere ant-hills under it. Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth was the floor of the sky. The landscape one longed for when one was away, the thing all about one, the world one actually lived in, was the sky, the sky!
(Willa Cather (1873-1947), U.S. novelist. Death Comes for the Archbishop, book VII, ch. IV (1927).
The archbishop and an Indian guide travel through the desert toward Santa Fe.)
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A building is akin to dogma; it is insolent, like dogma. Whether or no it is permanent, it claims permanence, like a dogma. People ask why we have no typical architecture of the modern world, like impressionism in painting. Surely it is obviously because we have not enough dogmas; we cannot bear to see anything in the sky that is solid and enduring, anything in the sky that does not change like the clouds of the sky.
(Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936), British author. "In the Place de la Bastille," Tremendous Trifles (1909).)
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