"May be true what I had heard, <br />Earth's a howling wilderness <br />Truculent with fraud and force," <br />Said I, strolling through the pastures, <br />And along the riverside. <br />Caught among the blackberry vines, <br />Feeding on the Ethiops sweet, <br />Pleasant fancies overtook me: <br />I said, "What influence me preferred <br />Elect to dreams thus beautiful?" <br />The vines replied, "And didst thou deem <br />No wisdom to our berries went?"<br /><br />Ralph Waldo Emerson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/berrying/