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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
XIII. Sonnet: “It is a beauteous evening, calm and free”
By William Wordsworth (1770–1850)
IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free;
The holy time is quiet as a nun,
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquillity;
The gentleness of heaven broods o’er the sea:        5
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth, with his eternal motion, make
A sound like thunder—everlastingly.
Dear child! dear girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear’st untouched by solemn thought,        10
Thy nature is not, therefore, less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham’s bosom all the year;
And worshipp’st at the Temple’s inner shrine,
God being with thee, when we know it not. 1
Note 1. In the same spirit Coleridge speaks of “the sacred light of Childhood.”—The Friend, London, 1818, iii. 46. [back]

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