Elizabeth Barrett Browning

(6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861 / Durham / England)

On A Portrait Of Wordsworth

Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

WORDSWORTH upon Helvellyn ! Let the cloud
Ebb audibly along the mountain-wind,
Then break against the rock, and show behind
The lowland valleys floating up to crowd
The sense with beauty. He with forehead bowed
And humble-lidded eyes, as one inclined
Before the sovran thought of his own mind,
And very meek with inspirations proud,
Takes here his rightful place as poet-priest
By the high altar, singing prayer and prayer

To the higher Heavens. A noble vision free
Our Haydon's hand has flung out from the mist:
No portrait this, with Academic air !
This is the poet and his poetry.


Comments about On A Portrait Of Wordsworth by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • Patrick Haydon (1/26/2020 12:53:00 PM)

    O excellent final quatrain. First eight lines marred by " humility" " meekness" , too much religion. But - O this inspirer of Edgar Allan Poe's " The Raven" and so much more. US'nAye(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2001

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 12, 2001


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