At 07:01 AM 11/10/02 -0800, you wrote:
>Kevin, is Wordsworth the initial source of the phrase, "murder to dissect"?
>I have often wondered.
>mike
THE TABLES TURNED;
AN EVENING SCENE, ON THE SAME SUBJECT.
William Wordsworth
1 Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks,
2 Why all this toil and trouble?
3 Up! up! my friend, and quit your books,
4 Or surely you'll grow double.
5 The sun above the mountain's head,
6 A freshening lustre mellow,
7 Through all the long green fields has spread,
8 His first sweet evening yellow.
[page 187]
9 Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife,
10 Come, hear the woodland linnet,
11 How sweet his music; on my life
12 There's more of wisdom in it.
13 And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
14 And he is no mean preacher;
15 Come forth into the light of things,
16 Let Nature be your teacher.
17 She has a world of ready wealth,
18 Our minds and hearts to bless--
19 Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,
20 Truth breathed by chearfulness.
21 One impulse from a vernal wood
22 May teach you more of man;
23 Of moral evil and of good,
24 Than all the sages can.
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25 Sweet is the lore which nature brings;
26 Our meddling intellect
27 Mishapes the beauteous forms of things;
28 --We murder to dissect.
29 Enough of science and of art;
30 Close up these barren leaves;
31 Come forth, and bring with you a heart
32 That watches and receives.
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