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What is home if not that 'little corner of the earth' where the poet listened to the heartbeat of nature during his youth? One week ago I have visited this idyllic corner of Lower Saxony, where I was born and the beauty of nature all around there took my breath away.
How brightly glistening in the sun
The woodland ivy plays!
While yonder beeches from their barks
Reflect his silver rays.
That sun surveys a lovely scene
From softly smiling skies;
And wildly through unnumbered trees
The wind of winter sighs:
Now loud, it thunders o'er my head,
And now in distance dies.
But give me back my barren hills
Where colder breezes rise;
Where scarce the scattered, stunted trees
Can yield an answering swell,
But where a wilderness of heath
Returns the sound as well.
For yonder garden, fair and wide,
With groves of evergreen,
Long winding walks, and borders trim,
And velvet lawns between;
Restore to me that little spot,
With grey walls compassed round,
Where knotted grass neglected lies,
And weeds usurp the ground.
Though all around this mansion high
Invites the foot to roam,
And though its halls are fair within --
Oh, give me back my HOME!
by Anne Bronté
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Solltest Du wieder nach Niedersachsen kommen, so sollten wir uns begegnen. Ich wohne im schönen Weserbergland, in Bad Pyrmont am Flüsschen Emmer.
AntwortenLöschenLovely scenes.
AntwortenLöschenVery pretty!
AntwortenLöschenThank you for sharing at https://image-in-ing.blogspot.com/2020/10/snow-in-september.html
beautiful views
AntwortenLöschenWhat a wonderful place, it looks so peaceful :)
AntwortenLöschenI'm happy to see your link at 'My Corner of the World' this week!!