Etheral Flames (Baja)

Yet am not I deterr'd, though high the theme, And sung to harps of angels, for with you, Ethereal flames! ambitious, I aspire In Nature's general symphony to join. -James Thomson, A Poem Sacred to the Memory of Sir Isaac Newton, 1727

Past and Future (Redwood)

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind Cannot bear very much reality. Time past and time future What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present. -T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets: Burnt Norton, 1935

Burning Glory (Redwood)

And the Sun's image radiantly intense "Burned on the waters of the well that glowed Like gold, and threaded all the forest maze With winding paths of emerald fire--there stood "Amid the sun, as he amid the blaze Of his own glory, ... -Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Triumph of Life, 1824

Mystic Wonders (Redwood)

I have seen the sunset, stained with mystic wonders, Illumine the rolling waves with long purple forms, Like actors in ancient plays. -Arthur Rimbaud, Le Bateau Ivre, 1871

Burning Roof (Conciergerie, Paris)

The broken wall, the burning roof and tower, And Agamemnon dead. -William Butler Yeats, Leda and the Swan, 1928

Shadow Rising (French Alps)

And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you; Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust. -T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land, 1922

Mountain Flames (French Alps)

Bursting through these dark mountains like the flame Of lightning through the tempest; -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Mont Blanc, 1817

Passion Kindled (Utah)

And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; -George Gordon, Lord Byron, Don Juan: Canto the Second, 1819

Fading West (Cornell)

When the sun fades far away, in the crimson of the west... The Evening Song, An 1877 Cornell Hymn

Chariots of Fire (SF Bay)

Bring me my Bow of burning gold: Bring me my Arrows of desire: Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold! Bring me my Chariot of fire! -William Blake, And Did Those Feet

Sunset Tree (SF Bay)

Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone. -Felicia Dorothea Hemans, Tyrolese Evening Song

Consumed in Fire (SF Bay)

The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true. -William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, 1793

Remote Time (SF Bay)

Another Athens shall arise,     And to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies,     The splendour of its prime; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give. -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Hellas (Chorus from), 1822

Rage (SF Bay)

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. -Dylan Thomas, Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night

Flaming Ridge (SF Bay)

Runs it not here, the track by Childsworth Farm,     Past the high wood, to where the elm-tree crowns         The hill behind whose ridge the sunset flames? -Matthew Arnold, Thyrsis: A Monody, 1861

Stainless Fire (SF Bay)

Hath not the sea-wind swept the sea-line bare To pave with stainless fire through stainless air A passage for thine heavenlier feet to tread Ungrieved of earthly floor-work? -Algernon Charles Swinburne, In the Bay, 1878

Ruling Passion (SF Bay)

Find, if you can, in what you cannot change. Search then the Ruling Passion. --Alexander Pope, Epistles to Several Persons, 1734

Sea of Fire (SF Bay)

And then--as if the Earth and Sea had been Dissolv'd into one lake of fire, -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Julian and Maddalo (excerpt), 1824

Fiery Sphere (SF Bay)

To change this face of our chill time, that hears No song like thine of all that crowd its ears, Of all its lights that lighten all day long Sees none like thy most fleet and fiery sphere's Outlightening Sirius--in its twilight throng   No thunder and no sunrise like thy song. -Algernon Charles Swinburne, In the Bay, 1878

Passion Above the Bay (SF Bay)

Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; -Robert Browning, Home-Thoughts, from the Sea, 1845

Reconciliation of Light and Darkness (SF Bay)

But here, where light and darkness reconciled Held earth between them as a weanling child Between the balanced hands of death and birth, Even as they held the new-born shape of earth When first life trembled in her limbs and smiled, Here hope might think to find what hope were worth. -Algernon Charles Swinburne, In the Bay, 1878