The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 6 (of 8)Wordsworth, William
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 6 (of 8)
Wordsworth, William
English poetry -- 18th century; English poetry -- 19th century
Aerial Rock--whose solitary brow
From this low threshold daily meets my sight;
When I step[360] forth to hail the morning light;
Or quit the stars with a lingering farewell--how[361]
Shall Fancy pay to thee a grateful vow? 5
How, with the Muse's aid, her love attest?
--By planting on thy naked head the crest[362]
Of an imperial Castle, which the plough
Of ruin shall not touch. Innocent scheme!
That doth presume no more than to supply 10
A grace the sinuous vale and roaring stream
Want, through neglect of hoar Antiquity.
Rise, then, ye votive Towers! and catch a gleam
Of golden sunset, ere it fade and die.
Compare the sonnet No. XXVII. of the Duddon Series, beginning "Fallen,
and diffused into a shapeless heap," as it was evidently written with
reference to the old (traditional) Hall of Rydal. If an
... embattled House, whose massy Keep
Flung from yon cliff a shadow large and cold,
stood in "the sinuous vale" of Rydal, there was no "neglect of hoar
Antiquity."--ED.
VARIANTS:
[Footnote 358: 1827.
As if the sun were not;--he lifted high
His head--and in a moment did appear 1819.
]
[Footnote 359: 1840.
... orb ... 1819.
]
[Footnote 360: 1827.
... look ... 1819.
]
[Footnote 361: 1837.
... with lingering farewell--how 1819.
]
[Footnote 362: 1827.
Shall I discharge to thee a grateful vow?--
By planting on thy head (in verse, at least,
As I have often done in thought) the crest 1819.
]
THE WILD DUCK'S NEST
Composed 1819.--Published 1819
[I observed this beautiful nest on the largest island of Rydal
Water.--I. F.]
One of the "Miscellaneous Sonnets."--ED.
The imperial[363] Consort of the Fairy-king
Owns not a sylvan bower; or gorgeous cell[364]
With emerald floored, and with purpureal shell
Ceilinged and roofed; that is so fair a thing[365]
As this low structure, for the tasks of Spring, 5
Prepared by one who loves the buoyant swell
Of the brisk waves, yet here consents to dwell;
And spreads[366] in steadfast peace her brooding wing.
Words cannot paint the o'ershadowing yew-tree bough,
And dimly-gleaming Nest,--a hollow crown 10
Of golden leaves inlaid with silver down,
Fine as the mother's softest plumes allow:[367]
I gazed--and, self-accused while gazing, sighed
For human-kind, weak slaves of cumbrous pride![368]
VARIANTS:
[Footnote 363: 1819.
Imperial ... MS.
]
[Footnote 364: 1819.
Thy favourite home (albeit a bright cell MS.
]
[Footnote 365: 1819.
... is not so fair a thing MS.
]
[Footnote 366: 1819.
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