Maxioms by William Wordsworth
The intellectual power, through words and things,
Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
The intellectual power, through words and things,
Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
List--'twas the cuckoo--O, with what delight
Heard I that voice! and catch it now, though faint,
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List--'twas the cuckoo--O, with what delight
Heard I that voice! and catch it now, though faint,
Far off and faint, and melting into air,
Yet not to be mistaken. Hark again!
Those louder cries give notice that the bird,
Although invisible as Echo's self,
Is wheeling hitherward.
Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising:
There are forty feeding like one!
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising:
There are forty feeding like one!
