Lines Written in Early Spring
William Wordsworth
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
Beautiful!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Lovely!
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Thanks! 🙂
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Inspiring post this morning. Thank you 🙂
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Kind words, thank you. 🙂
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Perfect for vernal equinox!
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Thanks Jo. 🙂
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Buona Primavera ❤
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Buona primavera anche a te. ❤
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your images are joyful!!! I’m so ready!
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Thanks Cybele. 🙂
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Perfect to welcome the new season… I hope Spring has already sprung for you, dearest Maverick 😉 … Love & best wishes 😀
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Thanks, Spring comes and goes and then comes back again. 🙂 Hope all is well with you my mythological friend. …Love & best wishes to you too 😀
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I don’t have to tell you I love that second pic! ❤
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No you don’t have to tell me, but it’s nice that you do. 🙂
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And so I shall keep doing it 😉
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What a wonderful poem to go with your beautiful spring photos 💖
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Thanks Tiny 🙂
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