human
As nature declines upon autumn, within me and around me it grows autumn ; or,
gpt
I could not now draw so much as a stroke, and I have never been a greater painter than at the present moment ; or,
human
Never have I been happier, nor has my perception of nature, down to the pebble or the grass beneath me, been fuller and more intimate. Yet,--I know not how I can express myself, everything swims and oscillates before my soul, so that I can seize no outline. A great, shadowy whole waves before my soul, my perception grows indistinct before it, even as my eyes do.
gpt
but laid out gardens in harmony with Goethe's remark in _Werther_:
human
A feeling heart, not a scientific art of gardening, suggested the plan.