John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
(continued) William Wordsworth. (17701850) 4940
Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now.
To a Butterfly. I ve watched you now a full half-hour. 4941
Often have I sighed to measure By myself a lonely pleasure, Sighed to think I read a book, Only read, perhaps, by me.
To the Small Celandine. 4942
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 4. 4943
But how can he expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all?
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 6. 4944
I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified; We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 7. 4945
That heareth not the loud winds when they call, And moveth all together, if it moves at all.
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 11. 4946
Choice word and measured phrase above the reach Of ordinary men.
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 14. 4947
And mighty poets in their misery dead.
Resolution and Independence. Stanza 17. 4948
Neer 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!
Earth has not anything to show more fair. 4949
The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration.
It is a beauteous Evening.