The text of returns to that of Book xiv , l. They may have been the first four lines of the later poem. The two should be read consecutively, and compared.
Wordsworth; but for half of Wordsworth's life it was always understood that they referred to some other phantom which 'gleamed upon his sight' before Mary Hutchinson. This statement is much more than improbable; it is, I think, disproved by the Fenwick note.
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They cannot refer to the "Lucy" of the Goslar poems; and Wordsworth indicates, as plainly as he chose, to whom they actually do refer. Compare the Hon. Justice Coleridge's account of a conversation with Wordsworth Memoirs , vol.
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The question was, however, set at rest in a conversation of Wordsworth with Henry Crabb Robinson, who wrote in his Diary on. The use of the word "machine," in the third stanza of the poem, has been much criticised, but for a similar use of the term, see the sequel to The Waggoner p. See also Hamlet act II. The progress of mechanical industry in Britain since the beginning of the present century has given a more limited, and purely technical, meaning to the word, than it bore when Wordsworth used it in these two instances.
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The Poem [Town-end, The two best lines in it are by Mary. The daffodils grew, and still grow, on the margin of Ullswater, and probably may be seen to this day as beautiful in the month of March, nodding their golden heads beside the dancing and foaming waves. Along the Lake, beneath the trees, Ten thousand dancing in the breeze.
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The edition returns to the text of Evidently a year before the above-mentioned publication in one of We fancied that the sea had floated the seeds ashore, and that the little colony had so sprung up. But as we went along there were more, and yet more; and, at last, under the boughs of the trees, we saw that there was a long belt of them along the shore, about the breadth of a country turnpike road.
I never saw daffodils so beautiful.
They grew among the mossy stones, about and above them; some rested their heads upon these stones, as on a pillow for weariness; and the rest tossed and reeled and danced, and seemed as if they verily laughed with the wind that blew upon them over the lake. They looked so gay, ever glancing, ever changing. This wind blew directly over the lake to them. There was here and there a little knot, and a few stragglers higher up; but they were so few as not to disturb the simplicity, unity, and life of that one busy highway.
We rested again and again. The bays were stormy, and we heard the waves at different distances, and in the middle of the water, like the sea In the edition of there is a footnote to the lines. The one which follows A is strictly a Reverie; and neither that, nor the next after it in succession, Power of Music , would have been placed here except for the reason given in the foregoing note.
The being "placed here" refers to its being included among the "Poems of the Imagination. This note of ? B , is reprinted mainly to show the difficulties to which Wordsworth was reduced by the artificial method of arrangement referred to. The following letter to Mr. Wrangham is a more appropriate illustration of the poem of "The Daffodils. Wrangham and yourself have been gratified by these breathings of simple nature. You mention Butler, Montagu's friend; not Tom Butler, but the conveyancer: when I was in town in spring, he happened to see the volumes lying on Montagu's mantelpiece, and to glance his eye upon the very poem of The Daffodils.
The lines I alluded to were these:. These two lines were composed by Mrs. In the daffodils were still growing in abundance on the shore of Ullswater, below Gowbarrow Park. This was taken from the case of a poor widow who lived in the town of Penrith. Her sorrow was well known to Mrs. Wordsworth, to my sister, and, I believe, to the whole town. She kept a shop, and when she saw a stranger passing by, she was in the habit of going out into the street to enquire of him after her son. To have despair'd, and have believ'd, And be for evermore beguil'd;.
In an early MS. For an as yet unpublished Preface to it, see volume viii. The Poem [This was an overflow from 'The Affliction of Margaret', and was excluded as superfluous there, but preserved in the faint hope that it may turn to account by restoring a shy lover to some forsaken damsel. My poetry has been complained of as deficient in interests of this sort,—a charge which the piece beginning, "Lyre! The natural imagery of these verses was supplied by frequent, I might say intense, observation of the Rydal torrent. What an animating contrast is the ever-changing aspect of that, and indeed of every one of our mountain brooks, to the monotonous tone and unmitigated fury of such streams among the Alps as are fed all the summer long by glaciers and melting snows.
A traveller observing the exquisite purity of the great rivers, such as the Rhone at Geneva, and the Reuss at Lucerne, when they issue out of their respective lakes, might fancy for a moment that some power in nature produced this beautiful change, with a view to make amends for those Alpine sullyings which the waters exhibit near their fountain heads; but, alas! Suggested by the conversation of our next neighbour, Margaret Ashburner.
Included in among the "Poems of Sentiment and Reflection"; in , and afterwards, it was classed with those "founded on the Affections.
The fields that together contentedly lay Would have done us more good than another man's gold. When the bribe of the Tempter beset us, said I, Let him come with his bags proudly grasped in his hand. But, Thomas, be true to me, Thomas, we'll die.
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But the blessings, and comfort, and wealth that we had, We slighted them all,—and our birth-right was lost. But we traitorously gave the best friend that we had For spiritless pelf—as we felt to our cost! When my sick crazy body had lain without sleep, How cheering the sunshiny vale where I stood,. Included by Wordsworth among his "Poems of the Fancy. After her death in , her name was added to the title. Anne Killigrew , I. The Poem [Seen at Town-end, Grasmere.
The elder-bush has long since disappeared; it hung over the wall near the cottage: and the kitten continued to leap up, catching the leaves as here described. The Infant was Dora. Knows not what she would be at, Now on this side, now on that. Be it songs of endless Spring Which the frolic Muses sing, Jest, and Mirth's unruly brood Dancing to the Phrygian mood; Be it love, or be it wine, Myrtle wreath, or ivy twine, Or a garland made of both; Whether then Philosophy That would fill us full of glee Seeing that our breath we draw Under an unbending law, That our years are halting never; Quickly gone, and gone for ever, And would teach us thence to brave The conclusion in the grave; Whether it be these that give Strength and spirit so to live, Or the conquest best be made, By a sober course and staid, I would walk in such a way,.
Probably the change of text in —one of the latest which the poet made—was due to the wish to connect this poem with memories of his dead daughter's childhood, and her "laughing eye. The Poem [Grasmere, Town-end. It is remarkable that this flower coming out so early in the spring as it does, and so bright and beautiful, and in such profusion, should not have been noticed earlier in English verse.
What adds much to the interest that attends it, is its habit of shutting itself up and opening out according to the degree of light and temperature of the air. The Poem [This was presented to me by Sir George Beaumont, with a view to the erection of a house upon it, for the sake of being near to Coleridge, then living, and likely to remain, at Greta Hall, near Keswick.
The severe necessities that prevented this arose from his domestic situation. This little property, with a considerable addition that still leaves it very small, lies beautifully upon the banks of a rill that gurgles down the side of Skiddaw; and the orchard and other parts of the grounds command a magnificent prospect of Derwent Water, the mountains of Borrowdale and Newlands. Not many years ago I gave the place to my daughter. Quillinan's handwriting—"Many years ago, Sir; for it was given when she was a frail feeble monthling.
The "Epistle" was that addressed to Sir George Beaumont in Gordon Wordsworth, the grandson of the poet. It is a "sunny dell" only in its upper reaches, above the spot where the cottage —which still bears Wordsworth's name—is built. This sonnet, and Sir George Beaumont's wish that Wordsworth and Coleridge should live so near each other, as to be able to carry on joint literary labour, recall the somewhat similar wish and proposal on the part of W.
Calvert, unfolded in a letter from Coleridge to Sir Humphry Davy. The Poem The following Tale was written as an Episode, in a work from which its length may perhaps exclude it. A The facts are true; no invention as to these has been exercised, as none was needed. Faithfully narrated, though with the omission of many pathetic circumstances, from the mouth of a French lady, B who had been an eye-and-ear witness of all that was done and said.
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Stirred no where without arms. To their rural seat, Meanwhile, his Parents artfully withdrew, Upon some feigned occasion, and the Son Remained with one attendant. At midnight. One, did the Youth's ungovernable hand Assault and slay;—and to a second gave. He reached The house, and only found the Matron there,.
But, seeing some one near, even as his hand Was stretched towards the garden gate, he shrunk—.
See book ix. During , the autobiographical poem, which was afterwards named by Mrs. Wordsworth The Prelude , was finished. The Poem [An extract from the long poem on my own poetical education. It was first published by Coleridge in his Friend , which is the reason of its having had a place in every edition of my poems since.