. Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes
To pace the ground, if path be there or none,
While a fair region round the traveller lies
Which he forbears again to look upon;
Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene,
The work of Fancy, or some happy tone
Of meditation, slipping in between
The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
If Thought and Love desert us, from that day
Let us break off all commerce with the Muse:
With Thought and Love companions of our way,
Whate'er the senses take or may refuse,
The Mind's internal heaven shall shed her dews
Of inspiration on the humblest lay.
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Comments2Just came across this poem while doing homework, and I love how it talks about enjoying the beauty around us without constantly looking for more. Really makes you appreciate the simple things.
I'VE ALWAYS ENJOYED THIS WORDSWORTH POEM SINCE YOUNGER YEARS! "PLEASED RATHER WITH SOME SOFT IDEAL SCENE" JUST STUCK WITH ME. ANYONE KNOW WHEN THIS WAS WRITTEN?