BEAUTIFUL POEMS: “Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood” by William Wordsworth

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Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood”


 

THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, 
The earth, and every common sight, 
To me did seem 
Apparell’d in celestial light, 
The glory and the freshness of a dream. 
 
It is not now as it hath been of yore;— 
Turn wheresoe’er I may, 
By night or day, 
The things which I have seen I now can see no more. 
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 pass’d away a glory from the earth. 
Ye blessèd creatures, I have heard the call 
Ye to each other make; I see 
The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee; 
My heart is at your festival, 
 
My head hath its coronal, 
The fullness of your bliss, I feel—I feel it all. 
O evil day! if I were sullen 
While Earth herself is adorning, 
This sweet May-morning, 
 
And the children are culling 
On every side, 
In a thousand valleys far and wide, 
Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, 
And the babe leaps up on his mother’s arm:— 
 
I hear, I hear, with joy I hear! 
—But there’s a tree, of many, one, 
A single field which I have look’d upon, 
Both of them speak of something that is gone: 
The pansy at my feet 
 
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam? 
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?

 

by William Wordsworth

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