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Over the green pasture there, you shall go hunting the beautiful deer, you shall pick flowers, the white and the blue, shepherds shall flute their sweetest for you. True Love finally is great Greater than all, but larger than hate, far larger than man can ever estimate I'll love you, dear, I'll love you Till China and Africa meet, and the river jumps over the mountain and the salmon sing in the street. I'll Love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dry And the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky.
W H Auden 1907-1973
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Huw R D Thomas Photography: http://www.huwthomasphotography.co.uk
To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a Wild Flower hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and Eternity in an hour.
(William Blake 1757-1827)