O, hark, O, hear! how thin and clear,
And thinner, clearer, farther going!
O, sweet and far from cliff and scar
The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying,
Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
-Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892),
The Splendor Falls
Hello Ryan....Looking at your work lets ones heart and mind react to the colors, shapes, figures and textures......This is another work of art which is a pleasure to view...Well done....All the best....Mick.