Continuous as the stars that shine Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed and gazed-but little thought For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. 10 15 20 ODE TO DUTY. Stern Daughter of the Voice of God! ia seve Who art a light to guide, a rod 5 From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity! There are who ask not if thine eye Cefart 2 Be on them; who, in love and truth, Tha do this silly ca turn Where no misgiving is, rely il al Upon the genial sense of youth: cast! Serene will be our days and bright, Life, well be helpy And happy will our nature be, if you 20 sume if leve & not dub And they a blissful course may hold ful win is trouble Even now, who, not unwisely bold, up t Live in the spirit of this creed;ng need your he's.. I, loving freedom, and untried; No sport of every random gust, 25 Too blindly have reposed my trust: Thy timely mandate, I deferred 30 The task, in smoother walks to stray; But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may. NB Through no disturbance of my soul, But in the quietness of thought: Me this unchartered freedom tires; I feel the weight of chance-desires : My hopes no more must change their name, I long for a repose that ever is the same. 35 40 Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear To humbler functions, awful Power! 45 50 Bras the And in the light of truth thy Bondman let me live! 55 Peace COMPOSED BY THE SIDE OF GRASMERE LAKE. Though's passed by Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid barse of natting & By breezeless air to smoothest polish, yield A vivid repetition of the stars; Jove, Venus, and the ruddy crest of Mars 5 ΙΟ At happy distance from earth's groaning field, WITH SHIPS THE SEA WAS SPRINKLED. With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, Come like a giant from a haven broad; And lustily along the bay she strode, Her tackling rich, and of apparel high. 5 ich out The Ship was nought to me, nor I to her, When will she turn, and whither? She will brook haru No tarrying; where she comes the winds must stir: On went she, and due north her journey took. ΙΟ ODE. INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS The Child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety. I. There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, 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;- By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more. 5 |