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Jun 2, 2008
Multiples
Many of a thing often attracts my attention as it becomes something more than it was alone.
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Mark, I am intrigued with the way you state your observation on "multiples." I assume since it is not attributed to someone else, it your own special way of saying that. It immediately reminded me of William Wordsworth's poem "I wandered lonely as a cloud", which sort of shows the tremendous effect on the observer of ten thousand daffodils--quite a multiple there!
I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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