Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BELOVED VALE!' I SAID, 'WHEN I SHALL CON', by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet's Biography Last Line: The weight of sadness was in wonder lost Subject(s): Valleys; Childhood Memories | ||||||||
"BELOVED Vale!" I said, "when I shall con Those many records of my childish years, Remembrance of myself and of my peers Will press me down: to think of what is gone Will be an awful thought, if life have one." But, when into the Vale I came, no fears Distressed me; from mine eyes escaped no tears; Deep thought, or dread remembrance, had I none. By doubts and thousand petty fancies crost I stood, of simple shame the blushing Thrall; 10 So narrow seemed the brooks, the fields so small! A Juggler's balls old Time about him tossed; I looked, I stared, I smiled, I laughed; and all The weight of sadness was in wonder lost. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE IMAGINED COPPERHEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS THINKING OF THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL HELP ME TO SALT, HELP ME TO SORROW by JUDY JORDAN THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE THE DOGWOOD THE ANSWER by ROBERT KELLY A BOY GOES INTO THE WORLD by JANE KENYON DRAWING FROM THE PAST by JANE KENYON THE POOL by ALEXANDER ANDERSON A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
|