.Another year!--another deadly blow!
Another mighty Empire overthrown!
And We are left, or shall be left, alone;
The last that dare to struggle with the Foe.
'Tis well! from this day forward we shall know
That in ourselves our safety must be sought;
That by our own right hands it must be wrought;
That we must stand unpropped, or be laid low.
O dastard whom such foretaste doth not cheer!
We shall exult, if they who rule the land
Be men who hold its many blessings dear,
Wise, upright, valiant; not a servile band,
Who are to judge of danger which they fear,
And honour which they do not understand.
written by William Wordsworth, published on Mon 04.18.2011 at 21:56
WHEN Contemplation, like the night-calm felt
Through earth and sky, spreads widely, and sends deep
written by William Wordsworth, published on Mon 04.18.2011 at 14:35
.Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrost
With the least shade of thought to sin allied.
Woman! above all women glorified,
written by William Wordsworth, published on Thu 04.14.2011 at 07:38
. I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile!
Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee:
written by William Wordsworth, published on Thu 03.24.2011 at 05:09
Earth has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
written by William Wordsworth, published on Wed 03.23.2011 at 06:23
She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely Apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament;
written by William Wordsworth, published on Wed 03.09.2011 at 17:40
I come, ye little noisy Crew,
Not long your pastime to prevent;
I heard the blessing which to you