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The fretful stir
Unprofitable, and the fever of the world
Have hung upon the beatings of my heart.
Unprofitable, and the fever of the world
Have hung upon the beatings of my heart.
Lines completed a few miles above Tintern Abbey
The common growth of Mother Earth
Suffices me, her tears, her mirth,
Her humblest mirth and tears.
Suffices me, her tears, her mirth,
Her humblest mirth and tears.
Peter Bell
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 2
Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows
That for oblivion take their daily birth
From all the fuming vanities of earth.
That for oblivion take their daily birth
From all the fuming vanities of earth.
Sky-Prospect from the Plain of France
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.
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours.
Miscellaneous Sonnets
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will;
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
The river glideth at his own sweet will;
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
Earth has not anything to show more fair
I am assured at any rate
Man's practically inexterminate.
Someday I must go into that.
There's always been an Ararat
Where someone someone else begat
To start the world all over at.
Man's practically inexterminate.
Someday I must go into that.
There's always been an Ararat
Where someone someone else begat
To start the world all over at.
A-Wishing Well, 1962
The day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his heaven
All's right with the world.
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his heaven
All's right with the world.
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