Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THEIR CAROL CALL TO THEE, by DAISYMAY CAMPBELL HUBER


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THEIR CAROL CALL TO THEE, by                    
First Line: So might I, standing on this pleasant lea
Last Line: From self-clung sorrow -- your whole mind reclaim.
Subject(s): Nature; Poetry & Poets; Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)


"So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;"
Are lines of rich import from out text, torn,
Sonnet from year's a-gone, by poet over sea,
But still of such abounding worth to me;
I hope I may in sonnets, all dross-shorn
My inmost deepest thoughts so well adorn
That, sweetly sung, their carol call to thee

As out the decades past, this song's keynote
Goes trilling to its hearer's very soul.
So may I yet, bleak mourning's night console
And blowing free from you your black calotte,

Bring glimpse of Nature's heaven to eyes half-dim
From self-clung sorrow -- your whole mind reclaim.





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