The Peacock to the Admiral said
(as on the thistle blooms they fed)
‘What think’st thou of this human-kind
do they have soul, or sense, or mind?’
One lighted on a human hand
as if to say, ‘I understand:
you have such power over me
yet do not wield it lovingly.’
And sure enough Man casts his net:
and pins her in his cabinet
no more the vaulted skies to bless
with undiluted happiness.
Man thinks himself omnipotent
though earthly treasures are but lent
till Nature in her kind returns
Man’s labour, lands and bridges burns.
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We have had unprecedented heat followed by heavy rain in the North of England, so it was a relief to see some corner of the natural world still thriving on my walk today…
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