William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

It Is A Beauteous Evening - Poem by William Wordsworth

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
The holy time is quiet as a nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquility;
The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder - everlastingly.
Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year,
And worship'st at the Temple's inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.

Form: Sonnet

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  • (2/25/2010 9:13:00 AM)

    Subrata Ray, labels Wordsworth's poem By The Sea as fragment of the poet's autobiography.The poet in reality was walking with his illegitimate daughter, -Caroline, born of Annette Vallon and and the poet.The scene is the sea-shore of Calais where, Wordsworth, his French mistress and ten-years daughter often enjoyed the beach-walking.In certain -twilight in 1802, the poet's frustration regarding his parentage of the daughter agitated the poet's heart, and he soothed him-self with the image of a divine -atmosphere.
    Sudden appearance of God and the poet's heightened imagination, both lead the poet to have a supernatural feelings. The ability of catching the sound of the eternal motion remains only with the saints.The poet's imagination makes him for the time -being a fake saint.
    Again in a child the passions of grown -up -man, remain in a dormant -state.In this sense it can not have its shelter in Abraham's heart.
    Yet, I must admit that a poet's mind -land is somewhat true, and it often possesses the over-seeing power.
    Subrata Ray.Mousumipara.Uluberia.West Bengal.India.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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