Expressive wildlife mixed-media painting on paper 8x11.5in
Double Mounted and framed to fit a 12x15in a soft white wooden frame.
The World is Too Much With Us - Alanda Calmus
Hand written in copper throuogh the gold background is the poem by William Wordsworth "The World is Too Much With Us".
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.