Thursday, July 7, 2016

Ode on Intimations of Immortality by Wordswoth

Some of my favorite lines from this poem.

          The rainbow comes and goes,
          And lovely is the rose;
          The moon doth with delight
     Look round her when the heavens are bare;
          Waters on a starry night
          Are beautiful and fair;
     The sunshine is a glorious birth;
     But yet I know, where.er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.


     Hence in a season of calm weather,
          Though inland far we be,
Our souls have sight of that immortal sea
          Which brought us hither;
     Can in a moment travel thither,
And see the Children sport upon the shore,
And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
     Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
          We will grieve not, rather find
          Strength in what remains behind;
          In the primal sympathy
          Which having been must ever be;
          In the soothing thoughts that spring
          Out of human suffering;
          In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

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