Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Poem for Today

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  
    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.

If you like the opening stanza you can read the complete poem here:  Wordsworth's Ode

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