Surely among a rich man’s flowering lawns

Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns, Oil and Acrylic on canvas, 2012

Ancestral Houses by W.B. Yeats Surely among a rich man’s flowering lawns, Amid the rustle of his planted hills, Life overflows without ambitious pains; And rains down life until the basin spills, And mounts more dizzy high the more it rains As though to choose whatever shape it wills And never stoop to a mechanical … Continue reading

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