| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | VIII. Personal Talk and Books | | By William Wordsworth (1770–1850) |
| | | WINGS have we, and as far as we can go | |
| We may find pleasure: wilderness and wood, | |
| Blank ocean and mere sky, support that mood | |
| Which with the lofty sanctifies the low: | |
| Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, | 5 |
| Are a substantial world, both pure and good: | |
| Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, | |
| Our pastime and our happiness will grow. | |
| There find I personal themes, a plenteous store, | |
| Matter wherein right voluble am I, | 10 |
| To which I listen with a ready ear. | |
| Two shall be named, pre-eminently dear:— | |
| The gentle Lady married to the Moor, | |
| And heavenly Una with her milk-white Lamb. | | | | |
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