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82 An appetite; a feeling and a love, 127 Through all the years of this our life, to lead
83 That had no need of a remoter charm, 128 From joy to joy: for she can so inform
84 By thought supplied, not any interest 129 The mind that is within us, so impress
85 Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past, 130 With quietness and beauty, and so feed
86 And all its aching joys are now no more, 131 With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues,
87 And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this 132 Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men,
88 Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts 133 Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all
89 Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, 134 The dreary intercourse of daily life,
90 Abundant recompense. For I have learned 135 Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb
91 To look on nature, not as in the hour 136 Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold
92 Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes 137 Is full of blessings. Therefore let the moon
93 The still sad music of humanity, 138 Shine on thee in thy solitary walk;
94 Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power 139 And let the misty mountain-winds be free
95 To chasten and subdue.—And I have felt 140 To blow against thee: and, in after years,
96 A presence that disturbs me with the joy 141 When these wild ecstasies shall be matured
97 Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime 142 Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind
98 Of something far more deeply interfused, 143 Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms,
99 Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, 144 Thy memory be as a dwelling-place
100 And the round ocean and the living air, 145 For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then,
101 And the blue sky, and in the mind of man: 146 If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief,
102 A motion and a spirit, that impels 147 Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts
103 All thinking things, all objects of all thought, 148 Of tender joy wilt thou remember me,
104 And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still 149 And these my exhortations! Nor, perchance—
105 A lover of the meadows and the woods 150 If I should be where I no more can hear
106 And mountains; and of all that we behold 151 Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams
107 From this green earth; of all the mighty world 152 Of past existence—wilt thou then forget
108 Of eye, and ear,—both what they half create, 153 That on the banks of this delightful stream
109 And what perceive; well pleased to recognise 154 We stood together; and that I, so long
110 In nature and the language of the sense 155 A worshipper of Nature, hither came
111 The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, 156 Unwearied in that service: rather say
112 The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul 157 With warmer love—oh! with far deeper zeal
113 Of all my moral being. 158 Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget,
159 That after many wanderings, many years
114 Nor perchance, 160 Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs,
115 If I were not thus taught, should I the more 161 And this green pastoral landscape, were to me
116 Suffer my genial spirits to decay: 162 More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake!
117 For thou art with me here upon the banks
118 Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend,
119 My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch
120 The language of my former heart, and read SUMMARY
121 My former pleasures in the shooting lights The speaker says it has been five years since he last visited this
122 Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while setting. That's five summers and five winters, which felt
123 May I behold in thee what I was once, especially long. Now that he's back, he once again can enjoy the
124 My dear, dear Sister! and this prayer I make, gentle sound of rivers and streams running down from the
125 Knowing that Nature never did betray mountains. He again gets to marvel at the high and impressive
126 The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, cliffs. The sight of these cliffs within this remote, untouched
setting puts him in a thoughtful, reflective mood. The cliffs
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