{"id":6863,"date":"2020-10-30T08:33:25","date_gmt":"2020-10-30T15:33:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/?p=6863"},"modified":"2020-10-30T08:33:25","modified_gmt":"2020-10-30T15:33:25","slug":"william-wordsworth-thus-while-the-days-flew-by-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/2020\/10\/30\/william-wordsworth-thus-while-the-days-flew-by-2\/","title":{"rendered":"William Wordsworth – Thus while the days flew by"},"content":{"rendered":"

Thus while the days flew by, and years passed on (from The Prelude, Book 2)
\nby William Wordsworth<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

Thus while the days flew by, and years passed on,
\nFrom Nature and her overflowing soul,
\nI had received so much, that all my thoughts
\nWere steeped in feeling; I was only then
\nContented, when with bliss ineffable
\nI felt the sentiment of Being spread
\nO\u2019er all that moves and all that seemeth still;
\nO\u2019er all that, lost beyond the reach of thought
\nAnd human knowledge, to the human eye
\nInvisible, yet liveth to the heart;
\nO\u2019er all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings,
\nOr beats the gladsome air; o\u2019er all that glides
\nBeneath the wave, yea, in the wave itself,
\nAnd mighty depth of waters. Wonder not
\nIf high the transport, great the joy I felt,
\nCommuning in this sort through earth and heaven
\nWith every form of creature, as it looked
\nTowards the Uncreated with a countenance
\nOf adoration, with an eye of love.
\nOne song they sang, and it was audible,
\nMost audible, then, when the fleshly ear,
\nO\u2019ercome by humblest prelude of that strain
\nForgot her functions, and slept undisturbed.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/a> \u2014 from Complete Poetical Works<\/a>, by William Wordsworth<\/font><\/p>\n


\/ Image by Justin Kern<\/a> \/<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

Fires have been burning here in Colorado and last week we were busily preparing for the possibility of having to evacuate. Firefighters, helped at times by the weather, were eventually able to contain the two fires closest to us, though major fires are still causing terrible destruction elsewhere in the state. I know people who have lost cherished family homes. Entire communities have been uprooted. And, of course, these fires are devastating to the wildlife and the beautiful land itself. I know California, Oregon and other western states have been going through similar ordeals. Heartbreaking.<\/p>\n

Thinking about these fires returns me to my love of the natural world, reminding me what nature represents, how it expresses the divine vastness and interconnectedness.<\/p>\n

From Nature and her overflowing soul,
\nI had received so much\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n

This is a poem worth repeating. Speak it aloud. Feel the sound of it resonating in the air.<\/p>\n

when with bliss ineffable
\nI felt the sentiment of Being spread
\nO\u2019er all that moves and all that seemeth still;
\nO\u2019er all that, lost beyond the reach of thought
\nAnd human knowledge, to the human eye
\nInvisible, yet liveth to the heart;
\nO\u2019er all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings,
\nOr beats the gladsome air; o\u2019er all that glides
\nBeneath the wave, yea, in the wave itself,
\nAnd mighty depth of waters.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u2026beats the gladsome air\u2026<\/p>\n

When we remember, we recognize the natural world as the foundational ground upon which our endless physical and mental creations rest. It is the deep green embrace which is our shared home.<\/p>\n

Communing in this sort through earth and heaven
\nWith every form of creature, as it looked
\nTowards the Uncreated with a countenance
\nOf adoration, with an eye of love.
\nOne song they sang<\/i><\/p>\n

It is where we rediscover our song within the upraised voice of life.<\/p>\n

Have a beautiful day!<\/p>\n


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<\/a>Recommended Books: William Wordsworth<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n\n

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The Longing in Between: Sacred Poetry from Around the World (A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology)<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nPoetry for the Spirit: Poems of Universal Wisdom and Beauty<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nThe Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nComplete Poetical Works<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nWilliam Wordsworth: Selected Poems<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
More Books >><\/a><\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

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\n\"William<\/a>\n<\/td>\n\nWilliam Wordsworth<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n

England (1770 \u2013 1850) Timeline<\/a>
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William Wordsworth was one of the fathers of the Romantic poetry movement. His poetry often discovers meditative insights and transcendence within the natural world.<\/p>\n

Wordsworth was born in the scenic Lake District of northwest England. His father acted as a legal representative to the Earl of Lonsdale, a position which provided his family with a prosperous living and a mansion. His mother died while William was still a child, and he was sent away to grammar school. He went on to study at Cambridge, receiving his B.A. degree at the age of 21. Prior to graduation, Wordsworth took a walking tour of Europe, particularly reveling in the beauty of the Alps.<\/p>\n

After graduation, in the early 1790s, Wordsworth spent time in Revolutionary France, imbibing the country\u2019s idealism.<\/p>\n

He briefly moved to Germany with his sister, Dorothy, and fellow poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, eventually returning to England and settling once more in the Lake District.<\/p>\n

William married and had five children.<\/p>\n

Wordsworth began to publish poetry in the mid 1790s. Among his most loved poems are \u201cTintern Abbey,\u201d \u201cOde: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood,\u201d and \u201cThe Prelude.\u201d<\/p>\n

Wordsworth received honorary doctorates from Durham and Oxford Universities. In 1843 he was named England\u2019s Poet Laureate.<\/p>\n

He died of lung disease in 1850. His widow, Mary, published his long autobiographical poem The Prelude posthumously.<\/p>\n

More poetry by William Wordsworth<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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