Quote#Money & Wealth
Nature lies disheveled, pale
Quote byElaine Goodale Eastman · 1863–1953
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Goldenrod; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 326..
English (original)
Nature lies disheveled, pale, With her feverish lips apart,— Day by day the pulses fail, Nearer to her bounding heart; Yet that slackened grasp doth hold Store of pure and genuine gold; Quick thou comest, strong and free, Type of all the wealth to be,— Goldenrod!
— Elaine Goodale Eastman
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Death in the wood,— In the death-pale lips apart; Death in a whiteness that curdled the blood, Now black to the very heart: The wonder by her was formed Who stands supreme in power;
Skirting the rocks at the forest edge With a running flame from ledge to ledge, Or swaying deeper in shadowy glooms, A smoldering fire in her dusky blooms; Bronzed and molded by wind and sun, Maddening, gladdening every one
Thy subtle charm is strangely given, My fancy will not let thee be, , Then poise not thus 'twixt earth and heaven, O white anemone!
The starry, fragile windflower, Poised above in airy grace, Virgin white, suffused with blushes, Shyly droops her lovely face.
Pure and perfect, sweet arbutus Twines her rosy-tinted wreath.
The seal and guerdon of wealth untold We clasp in the wild marsh marigold.