The fountain is my speech. The tulips are my speech. The grass and trees are my speech. — George T. Delacorte Jr Copy Share Image
The man to solitude accustom'd long, Perceives in everything that lives a tongue; Not animals alone, but shrubs and trees Have speech for him, and understood with ease, After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
