William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey - Poem by William Wordsworth

Five years have past; five summers, with the length
Of five long winters! and again I hear
These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs
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Comments about Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth

  • Rookie - 138 Points Philip Dodd (6/19/2015 6:08:00 PM)

    William Wordsworth made the Lake District his own, added to it a deeper dimension. He left his mark on Tintern Abbey, too, with his great poem, one of the finest ever written, I think. I have been to the Lake District many times and each visit was enriched by William Wordsworth and his poetry. One summer I went to Tintern Abbey in the Wye Valley, and that visit was enriched by my memory of the lines William Wordsworth was inspired to write by the ruins near the river Wye. (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,102 Points E Nigma (10/17/2014 9:03:00 PM)

    5 years have passed, not past. Nice conveyance but it is quite long. Could cut it down to maybe half it's length and still carry the same impact. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,089 Points Is It Poetry (10/17/2014 10:52:00 AM)

    Line seven would read better and have more meaning if I pressed.
    Thoughts of deep seclusion disconnect...iip (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,614 Points John Richter (10/17/2014 10:33:00 AM)

    Long winded. Lost interest immeditely (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,481 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (10/17/2014 9:19:00 AM)

    The great poem of the great poet on nature and it is a real gift to poetry and poem lovers for ever. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,087 Points Paul Reed (10/17/2014 3:06:00 AM)

    Wordsworth hits the heights in this eulogy to nature (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,360 Points Frank Avon (10/17/2014 12:59:00 AM)

    This poem has always spokeN to - and for - me, for my heart and mind and soul, ever since I first was introduced to it when I was still in my teens. What a thrilling poem! It begins, as I suspect all true poetry must, with 'little lines of sportive wood run wild, ' and lifts us time and again until we soar with the 'presence that disturbs us with the joy of elevated thoughts.' Even as a young teacher myself, the Romantics were my favorite poets to teach, but I used in insist in the faculty lounge that Keats was the best, or Blake. Wordsworth, I thought, trailed in their dust. A colleague, several years my superior, chuckled and told me then that these were the words of a young man. As I grew older I would grow into Wordsworth and recognize his grandeur. Of course, he was correct. I still love Keats and Blake, with more than words can say, but of course Wordsworth is on Mt. Pisgah with them, perhaps a bit more profound and satisfying albeit less dramatic. And this poem, with certain passages from The Prelude are the essence of Wordsworth, his 'sense sublime.' THANK YOU for letting me share this experience again, and to see the comments of others. THANK YOU. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 867 Points Liliana ~el (10/18/2013 12:29:00 AM)

    Lots of mixed emotion: beauty, joy, loss, grief
    An essence lingers on (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Manohar Bhatia (10/17/2013 7:35:00 AM)

    The style, language, poetic thoughts are all missing in today's poets. Why is it so? Is it because King Time has changed the hands of a clock to go anti clock-wise? Or is it Nature has filled its belly full of pollutin? Or poet man has lost his sensitivity of love, emotion and niceness to this beastly technology?
    If you read the poem of William Wordsworth above, you will know, why there are dearth of modern poets comparable to this past great poet of Nature.
    Manohar Bhatia. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Straw (10/17/2012 1:10:00 PM)

    Wordsworth in rhapsodic vein. It is counter-productive to analyse mood music like this. To attempt to produce an abstract philosophy from this poem is to do it an injustice - the message is less for the brain than for the ears and the heart. Wordsworth in this poem, I feel, proves himself the greatest of the Romantic poets - the Aeolian harp from which the breeze evoked the most enchanting music. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,224 Points Babatunde Aremu (10/17/2012 6:33:00 AM)

    As we mature in life we are able to have deeper revelations. Wordsworth romantical applies nature to drive this point home in this evergreen poem (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,577 Points Manonton Dalan (10/17/2012 4:16:00 AM)

    i read this few years ago, yes same date (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 52 Points Michael Hogan (4/27/2012 4:43:00 PM)

    I have always found this to be a spritual touchstone as well as a wonderfully-crafted poem. I have shared it with a number of friends and students over the years. The fact that...greetings where no kindness is/Nor all the dreary incourse of daily life/Shall e're prevail against us is a powerful promise that the poet makes for those that stay close to the source, whether of nature itself, or the power which flows through all things. Like Ian Fraser I also feel that one of the gifts of this poem is that it does not stick to a single subject but moves through a series of images and phlosphical suggestions. The poem has both moment and movement which bring the reader in to a point of deep serousness and contemplation and then move on to another series of images and thoughts. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Ian Fraser (10/17/2011 4:37:00 PM)

    This is an example of a form of poetry now sadly long dead, the verse epistle. Wordsworth does not introduce it as such, but the dedication at the close to his sister Dorothy, I think clearly shows it is intended to be read as such. The form lost popularity during the 19th century as it places considerable demands on the reader both in terms of the time it takes to read and intellectually, as it does not stick to a single subject as we today think a poem should but in fact covers a whole range of interconnected subjects, the power of nature to inspire us, youth and adulthood, love and friendship etc etc.

    When I think of the average email sent today and then of this I realize what a huge amount we have lost in civilization over the past 200 years. It is hard to imagine anyone today at whatever level of education even beginning to approach the simple nobility of Wordsworth's style. The poem is full of memorable phrases, 'the heavy and the weary weight of this unintelligible world', ' gleams of half-extinguished thought', ' a spirit that impels all thinking things, all objects of all thought and rolls through all things'. One could go on, but it is much more than simply soundbytes. It is glimpse back into a world in it was possible to see all that is as part of a greater whole and human experience still as an integral part of of what we now call Nature. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Balachandran Nair (12/4/2009 10:41:00 AM)

    It is a pleasure to see my views presented by someothers. I shall add a little more to what Mr. Ramesh wrote. From spiritual pleasure Wordsworth goes to the sublime sensing of the existential ecstasy, being in ' yoganidra' (a stage when one has no sensation of himself - physical, intellectual, emotional, and even spiritual, and one's consciousness becomes perfectly awake, untouched by any type of feeling of existence) . This high growth of soul is attainable only if led by a genuine master. Who can be a better spiritual master than the absolute manifestation of the Infinite, Nature? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Herman Chiu (10/17/2009 10:22:00 PM)

    This is the perfect understanding of various pleasures, in the form of a meditation.
    Excellent poem, and I agree totally with Mr. Armstrong and Ramesh T A.
    Mr. Woodhouse, you clearly do not understand that it does not matter so much that the poet is back - he discusses more importantly about his life and future. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rick Armstrong (10/17/2009 1:33:00 PM)

    To Mr. Woodhouse: Sir, if you honestly think that 'What a pleasant view - it's good to be back, ' captures the essence of this poem, I am wondering what in tarnation you are doing on a poetry website in the first place. Apparently you have been infected so hopelessly by twitter-itis and the use of soundbytes to communicate that you are incapable of entering into a meditative and communal state that a good poem requires. This poem is 'rambling, ' as you say, only if your main interest in reading it is to get from the beginning to the end in as short a time as possible. I think that Ramesh T A summarizes this poem wonderfully. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,816 Points Ramesh T A (10/17/2009 1:56:00 AM)

    In this spiritual autobiography Wordsworth has wonderfully said about the complete course of life starting from the animal pleasure to aesthetic pleasure, intellectual pleasure and mystical pleasure! In this one poem he has established his noble and great spirit wonderfully well! He is a great poet of all ages! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Michael Harmon (10/17/2009 12:26:00 AM)

    Blank verse allows for quiet meditation.

    One of Wordsworth's classics, to be sure. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 20 Points Tim Woodhouse (10/17/2008 5:05:00 AM)

    What a pleasant view - it's good to be back!

    Why can't he just say that instead of rambling on for ages like the tedious drone he is!
    Mind you, there was no internet or television in those days, and the Victorians wanted a good read to entertain them.
    You have to interpret these things within their historical context, I suppose. (Report) Reply

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