Silver Lake Township

Famous quotes containing the words silver lake, silver, lake and/or township:

    Listen where thou art sitting
    Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave,
    In twisted braids of lilies knitting
    The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair;
    Listen for dear honour’s sake,
    Goddess of the silver lake,
    Listen and save.
    John Milton (1608–1674)

    I cease my song for thee,
    From my gaze on thee in the west, fronting the west, communing with thee,
    O comrade lustrous with silver face in the night.
    Yet each to keep and all, retrievements out of the night,
    The song, the wondrous chant of the grey-brown bird,
    And the tallying chant, the echo aroused in my soul,
    With the lustrous and drooping star with the countenance full of woe,
    Walt Whitman (1819–1892)

    Will lovely, lively, virginal today
    Shatter for us with a wing’s drunken blow
    This hard, forgotten lake haunted in snow
    By the sheer ice of flocks not flown away!
    Stéphane Mallarmé (1842–1898)

    A township where one primitive forest waves above while another primitive forest rots below,—such a town is fitted to raise not only corn and potatoes, but poets and philosophers for the coming ages. In such a soil grew Homer and Confucius and the rest, and out of such a wilderness comes the Reformer eating locusts and wild honey.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)