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"Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known"
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Strange fits of passion have I known:
And I will dare to tell,
But in the lover's ear alone,
What once to me befell.
When she I loved looked every day
Fresh as a rose in June,
I to her cottage bent my way,
Beneath an evening-moon.
Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
All over the wide lea;
With quickening pace my horse drew nigh
Those paths so dear to me.
And now we reached the orchard-plot;
And, as we climbed the hill,
The sinking moon to Lucy's cot
Came near, and nearer still.
In one of those sweet dreams I slept,
Kind Nature's gentlest boon!
And all the while my eye I kept
On the descending moon.
My horse moved on; hoof after hoof
He raised, and never stopped:
When down behind the cottage roof,
At once, the bright moon dropped.
What fond and wayward thoughts will slide
Into a Lover's head!
"O mercy!" to myself I cried,
"If Lucy hould be dead!"
William Wordsworth
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Susan Witman
(3/11/2008 11:01:00 AM) |
It is quite understandable that in his race to beat the moon to her cot, he thinks of life of fragile. that the one who waits may fade in sleep as truely as in morning. How concerned he must have been to write in final: something to the effect of I hope to find her alive and well. For I believe he rushes for two reasons. To be alone with her, and to know she lives still.
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Bridget Ntuli
(10/29/2004 10:16:00 AM) |
Wow...it reminds me of the feeling....the feeling of being in love and how much one tends to worry about the person you are in love with. i am not sure if it a happy poem, I do not get the feeling the man is happy, it's as if he is complaigning even though he looks forward to seeing Lucy....? ?
Yep, the man was in love....didn't matter what he had to go through to get to his love.
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