Maxioms by William Wordsworth
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
How blessings brighten as they take their flight.
How blessings brighten as they take their flight.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live.
O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, read more
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will.
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still.
