Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN IMMEMORIAM, by EDWARD BRADLEY First Line: We seek to know, and knowing seek Last Line: O voices all! Like ye I die! Alternate Author Name(s): Bede, Cuthbert Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Wordsworth, William (1770-1850) | ||||||||
WE seek to know, and knowing seek; We seek, we know, and every sense Is trembling with the great Intense And vibrating to what we speak. We ask too much, we seek too oft, We know enough, and should no more; And yet we skim through Fancy's lore And look to earth and not aloft. A something comes from out the gloom; I know it not, nor seek to know; I only see it swell and grow, And more than this world would presume. Meseems, a circling void I fill, And I, unchanged where all is changed; It seems unreal; I own it strange, Yet nurse the thoughts I cannot kill. I hear the ocean's surging tide, Raise quiring on its carol-tune; I watch the golden-sickled moon, And clearer voices call beside. O Sea! whose ancient ripples lie On red-ribbed sands where seaweeds shone; O Moon! whose golden sickle's gone; O Voices all! like ye I die! | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORIAL VERSES by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE YOUTH OF NATURE: WORDSWORTH'S COUNTRY by MATTHEW ARNOLD RESOLUTION OF DEPENDENCE by GEORGE BARKER ON A PORTRAIT OF WORDSWORTH BY B.R. HAYDON by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE LOST LEADER by ROBERT BROWNING DON JUAN: DEDICATION [OR, INVOCATION] by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ON WORDSWORTH by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE TO WILLIAM WORDSWORTH by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE WHITE KNIGHT'S SONG by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON THE LAST MAN: A CROCODILE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES A LETTER TO HER HUSBAND, ABSENT UPON PUBLIC EMPLOYMENT by ANNE BRADSTREET |
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