Two Moons (Baja)

Secure, with only two moons listening, Until the whole harmonious landscape rang -Edwin Arlington Robinson, Mr. Flood's Party

Symmetry (Redwood)

In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? -William Blake, Songs of Experience, The Tyger, 1794

Crocodile (Redwood)

How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! -Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, 1865

Tomorrow's Reflection (Redwood)

I am gone into the fields To take what this sweet hour yields-- Reflection, you may come tomorrow -Percy Bysshe Shelley, To Jane: An Invitation, 1822

A Lake I Behold (Fench Alps)

Here are the Alpine landscapes which create     A fund for contemplation; to admire     Is a brief feeling of a trivial date;       But something worthier do such scenes inspire:     Here to be lonely is not desolate,     For much I view which I could most desire,     And, above all, a lake I can behold Lovelier, not dearer, than our own of old. -George Gordon, Lord Byron, Epistle to Augusta, 1830

Obelisk of Fire (Washington, D.C.)

And before that chasm of light, As within a furnace bright, Column, tower, and dome, and spire, Shine like obelisks of fire, Pointing with inconstant motion From the altar of dark ocean To the sapphire-tinted skies; As the flames of sacrifice From the marble shrines did rise, As to pierce the dome of gold Where Apollo spoke of old. -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Lines Written Among the Euganean Hills, 1819

Image of the Sky (Washington, D.C.)

Though bent on pleasant pilgrimage, we stood Looking upon the evening, and the flood Which lay between the city and the shore, Pav'd with the image of the sky.... -Percy Bysshe Shelley, Julian and Maddalo (excerpt), 1824

Night Passing (Washington, D.C.)

I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach. -Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, 1798

Purpose (Utah)

As many arrows, loosed several ways, Fly to one mark; as many ways meet in one town; As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea; As many lines close in the dial's center; So may a thousand actions, once afoot, End in one purpose, and be all well borne Without defeat. -William Shakespeare, King Henry V, 1598-1600