William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Surprised By Joy

Poem by William Wordsworth

Surprised By Joy

Surprised by joy — impatient as the Wind
I turned to share the transport--Oh! with whom
But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind--
But how could I forget thee? Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss?--That thought's return
Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,
Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn,
Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;
That neither present time, nor years unborn
Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.

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  • iojojojoijo (12/23/2017 9:22:00 PM)

    ok very good not bad a bi bitter but still good(Report)Reply

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  • Dermot O''malley (6/13/2013 5:32:00 AM)

    What an amazing piece.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001