Disturb no more my settled heart,
For I have vow'd (and so will do)
Thee as a foe still a pursue." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
O' the back country roads of Oregon! Driving the byways after a winter rain.
"My thoughts do yield me more content
Than can thy hours in pleasure spent." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
Through the Willamette Valley Wine Country. The colors are so rich.
"Beyond thy dull Capacity
Eternal substance I do see
With which enriched I would be.
Mine eye doth pierce the heav'ns and see
What is invisible to thee." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
Corvallis is a secret city of murals.
"Nor sun nor moon they have no need
For glory doth from God proceed." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
And a university for farmers...
"No candle there, nor yet torch light,
For there shall be no darksome night.
From sickness and infirmity
Forevermore they shall be free." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
Pulling off on the side of the road to read Anne Bradstreet. The world is a portrait before us.
"Nor withering age shall e're come there,
But beauty shall be bright and clear." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
The tall grass climbing road signs. The lonely solitude of a mailbox.
"This city pure is not for thee
For things unclean there shall not be." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
Stopping for drinks at the Alsea Mercantile.
"If I of Heav'n may have my fill,
Take thou the world, and all that will." -Anne Bradstreet, Spirit
The colors of the world are on display.