Hi everybody, dear readers and loyal subbies,
Somehow I have been really loving poetry lately. So when I heard and read this beautiful poem, I just thought I had to share this with you . In my opinion these magic words from William Wordsworth should not be lost. I did not write down all the verses of this poem, but listed my two favorite verses of this poem. I hope you all enjoy!
INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD by William Wordsworth
THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled 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.
But there’s a Tree, of many, one,
A single Field which I have looked 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?
Even though some might find this poem misplaced, I hope some enjoyed reading these 2 verses of William Wordsworth’s :
INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF EARLY CHILDHOOD
Until next post friends!