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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
What are men compared to rocks and mountains...?
For I have learned
to look on nature, not as in the hour
of thoughtless youth: but in hearing often times
the still sad music of humanity,
nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power
to chasten and subdue. And I have felt
a presence that disturbs me with the joy
of elevated thought; a sense sublime
of something far more deeply infused,
whose dwelling is in the light of setting suns,
and the round ocean and the living air,
and the blue sky and in the mind of man;
a motion and a spirit that impels
all thinking things, all objects of thought,
and rolls through all things. Therefore am I still
a lover of the meadows and the woods,
and mountains; and of all that we behold
from this green earth; of all the mighty world
of eye, and ear-both what they half create,
and what perceive; well pleased to recognize
in nature and the language of the senses,
the anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
the guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul,
of all my moral being.
-William Wordsworth
to look on nature, not as in the hour
of thoughtless youth: but in hearing often times
the still sad music of humanity,
nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power
to chasten and subdue. And I have felt
a presence that disturbs me with the joy
of elevated thought; a sense sublime
of something far more deeply infused,
whose dwelling is in the light of setting suns,
and the round ocean and the living air,
and the blue sky and in the mind of man;
a motion and a spirit that impels
all thinking things, all objects of thought,
and rolls through all things. Therefore am I still
a lover of the meadows and the woods,
and mountains; and of all that we behold
from this green earth; of all the mighty world
of eye, and ear-both what they half create,
and what perceive; well pleased to recognize
in nature and the language of the senses,
the anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
the guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul,
of all my moral being.
-William Wordsworth
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