Here’s a poem written by the British poet William Wordsworth (1770-1850)…
Written in March
While resting on the Bridge at the foot of Brother’s WaterThe cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter
The green field sleeps in the sun;
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest;
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The ploughboy is whooping-anon-anon:
There’s joy in the mountains;
There’s life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
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April 2nd, 2006 at 6:02 am
I know that he has completed much better works!
April 2nd, 2006 at 10:54 am
You’re welcome to post another Wordsworth poem here. I chose that one since I’ve been posting material about Spring.
-Lisa
May 27th, 2007 at 12:10 pm
I liked this poem very much for it’s simplicity. It’s equally enjoyable by both kids and adults as well. Moreover you can feel the child inside yourself.
March 29th, 2009 at 6:29 pm
It was refreshing to read this poem. I am in the process of writing an article entitled: Hope “springs” eternal, for my monthly professional magazine and your poem was an inspiration.
March 29th, 2009 at 6:37 pm
Glad to hear it – thanks for writing!
April 30th, 2011 at 7:08 am
Ratna said it all. “simplicity” I didn’t know this poem until today. It’s full off colour, full of life. “refreshing” as Carl Fraser says.
Thank you