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Poem by William Wordsworth


London, 1802


Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour;
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: alar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower;
Have forfeited their ancient English dower
Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;
Oh! raise us up, return to us again;
And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart;
Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:
Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,
So didst thou travel on life's common way,
In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart
The lowliest duties on herself did lay.



                      William Wordsworth


William Wordsworth's other poems:
  1. Yes, It Was The Mountain Echo
  2. To The Supreme Being From The Italian Of Michael Angelo
  3. The Faëry Chasm
  4. The King Of Sweden
  5. Upon The Same Event


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