On the record
Yet look again; field-beasts and birds of sky Range woods and glades mere hunger to supply; And time rolls onward, rocks grow old and gray, And Nature’s face is wrinkled with decay.
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Victoria C. Woodhull
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gutenberg.orgYet look again; field-beasts and birds of sky Range woods and glades mere hunger to supply; And time rolls onward, rocks grow old and gray, And Nature’s face is wrinkled with decay.
Woodhull reflects on the passage of time and the decay of nature, emphasizing its cyclical nature.
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