'O all wide places, far from feverous towns!
Great shining seas! Pine-forests! Mountains wild! Rock-bosomed shores! Rough heaths, and sheep-cropt downs!Vast pallid clouds! Blue spaces undefiled! Room! Give me room! Give loneliness and air! Free things and plenteous in your regions fair.
O God of mountains, stars and boundless spaces!O God of freedom and of joyous hearts!
When Thy face looketh forth from all men's faces;
There will be room enough in crowded marts;
Brood Thou around me, in the noises o'er; Thy universe my closet with shut door.'
(Photo taken in Northern Scotland's Grampian mountains, not far from George's hometown of Huntley, Aberdeenshire. A lovely and wild land indeed. Och aye!)
By the by, I discovered this bit of verse in one of my favourite little books, The Country Diary of An Edwardian Lady by Edith Holden. This is a fascimile reproduction of a naturalist's diary for the year 1906. Edith Holden recorded in words and incredibly detailed paintings the flora and fauna of the British countryside through the changing seasons of the year. Both her botanical and ornithological drawings remain unparalleled. A good cozy read.....)