(Poem No.40 of my favourite short poems)
I posted Wordsworth’s poem ‘She dwelt among the untrodden ways’ on the 1st August 2016. Wordsworth’s ‘Lucy’ poems are laden with wistfulness and melancholy, but the simplicity and delicacy of their language, and the directness and aptness of their rhyme, have always touched me with their beauty and tenderness. Below I print another of these short poems from the ‘Lucy’ series, usually known by their first line … ‘A Slumber did my Spirit Seal’
Burne-Jones … ‘Sleeping Beauty’
A Slumber did my Spirit Seal
A slumber did my spirit seal;
I had no human fears:
She seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly years.
No motion has she now, no force;
She neither hears nor sees;
Rolled round in earth’s diurnal course,
With rocks, and stones, and trees.
By: William Wordsworth
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I wish there was a small, embossed leather bound book containing all your faves Roland, seriously I’ve never come across a collection so ‘me’.
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Much appreciated, Nigel. Perhaps we had a similar schooling in verse?
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A good choice Roland. Like you say, simple but full of beauty and tenderness.
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Thank you, Davy.
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this was beautiful Roland and very much like the poetry you write. I am going to check out more of this. thank you for sharing
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I am honoured by the compliment you pay me. Thank you. Gina.
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My pleasure as always to visit your page Roland, I learn something new each time and that enriches my life.
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I do appreciate your visits, Gina.
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Thank you Roland.
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