Animal Tranquillity And Decay Poem by William Wordsworth

Animal Tranquillity And Decay

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The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the roads, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression: every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought.--He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All effort seems forgotten; one to whom
Long patience hath such mild composure given,
That patience now doth seem a thing of which
He hath no need. He is by nature led
To peace so perfect that the young behold
With envy, what the Old Man hardly feels.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandeep Dongre 31 January 2018

I liked the last line which is quite realistic.

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Brian Jani 22 May 2014

What a poem.nice use of words

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