...happiness; The Mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. — Marvell, "The Garden" Gongora's "Pastoral of Solitude" With a supporting...

...happiness: The Mind, that Ocean where each kind Does srreight its own resemblance find; Yet it creares, transcending these, Far other Worlds, and other Seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green Thought in a green Shade. Although the idea that everything on earth has a corresponding type in the...

...Garden:" Here at the Fountains sliding foot, Or at some Fruit-trees mossy root, Casting the Bodies Vest aside, My Soul into the boughs does glide: There like a bird it sits, and sings, Then whets, and combs its silver Wings; And, till prepar'd for longer flight, Waves...

...this world: Here at the Fountains sliding foot, Or at some Fruit-trees mossy root, Casting the Bodies Vest aside, My Soul into the boughs does glide: There like a Bird it sits, and sings, Then whets, and combs its silver Wings; And, till prepar'd for longer flight, Waves...

...In this "paradise of one," the poet's mind retires, while it fashions a new world: yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas, Annihilating all that's made, To a green thought in a green shade. The poem achieves the highest sublimation of the garden experience: this...

...happiness: The Mind, that Ocean where each kind Does streight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other Worlds, and other Seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green Thought in a green shade! Omar Khayyam tore himself away from the delights of wine long enough to notice...

...happiness: The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find, Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas,...soul into the boughs does glide: There like a bird it sits, and sings, Then whets, and combs its silver wings; And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves...

...happiness: The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find, Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. ANDREW MARVELL Deep down, all the while, she was waiting for something to...

...ecstasy: Here at the Fountains sliding foot, Or at some Fruit-trees mossy root, Casting the Bodies Vest aside, My Soul into the boughs does glide: There like a Bird it sits, and sings, Then whets, and combs its silver Wings; And, till prepar'd for longer flight, Waves...

...berry punch. For days, my mind withdrew into its own happiness, creating, as the poet Marvell wrote, "far other worlds, and other seas; /Annihilating all that's made/ To a green thought in a green shade." As the incomparable Nat "King" Cole crooned Jip's favorite tune, "Unforgettable,"...