The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 5 (of 8)Wordsworth, William
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 5 (of 8)
Wordsworth, William
English poetry -- 18th century; English poetry -- 19th century
"The lively Grecian, in a land of hills,
Rivers and fertile plains, and sounding shores,--[FG]
Under a cope of sky more variable,[363] 720
Could find commodious place for every God,
Promptly received, as prodigally brought,
From the surrounding countries, at the choice
Of all adventurers. With unrivalled skill,
As nicest observation furnished hints 725
For studious fancy, his quick hand bestowed[364]
On fluent operations a fixed shape;
Metal or stone, idolatrously served.
And yet--triumphant o'er this pompous show
Of art, this palpable array of sense, 730
On every side encountered; in despite
Of the gross fictions chanted in the streets
By wandering Rhapsodists;[FH] and in contempt
Of doubt and bold denial[365] hourly urged
Amid the wrangling schools--a SPIRIT hung, 735
Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,
Statues and temples, and memorial tombs;
And emanations were perceived; and acts
Of immortality, in Nature's course,
Exemplified by mysteries, that were felt 740
As bonds, on grave philosopher imposed
And armed warrior; and in every grove
A gay or pensive tenderness prevailed,
When piety more awful had relaxed. 744
--'Take, running river, take these locks of mine'--
Thus would the Votary say--'this severed hair,
'My vow fulfilling, do I here present,
'Thankful for my beloved child's return.
'Thy banks, Cephisus, he again hath trod,[FI] 749
'Thy murmurs heard; and drunk the crystal lymph
'With which thou dost refresh the thirsty lip,
'And, all day long, moisten[366] these flowery fields!'
And, doubtless, sometimes, when the hair was shed
Upon the flowing stream, a thought arose
Of Life continuous, Being unimpaired; 755
That hath been, is, and where it was and is
There shall endure,--existence unexposed[367]
To the blind walk of mortal accident;
From diminution safe and weakening age;
While man grows old, and dwindles, and decays; 760
And countless generations of mankind
Depart; and leave no vestige where they trod.
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