O MOUNTAIN Stream! the Shepherd and his Cot Are privileged Inmates of deep solitude; Nor would the nicest Anchorite exclude A field or two of brighter green, or plot Of tillage-ground, that seemeth like a spot Of stationary sunshine: -- thou hast viewed These only, Duddon! with their paths renewed By fits and starts, yet this contents thee not. Thee hath some awful Spirit impelled to leave, Utterly to desert, the haunts of men, Though simple thy companions were and few; And through this wilderness a passage cleave Attended but by thy own voice, save when The clouds and fowls of the air thy way pursue! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SINGER OF ONE SONG by HENRY AUGUSTIN BEERS THE LITTLE BOY LOST, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE FLAT-HUNTER'S WAY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS RETALIATION by MARGARET E. BRUNER THE WANDERER: PROLOGUE. PART 2 by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |