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Who doth ambition shun,
But winter and rough weather.
Blow, Blow, thou Winter Wind.
As man's ingratitude ;
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! unto the green holly :
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
As friend remember'd not.
Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! unto the green holly:
WHEN icicles hang by the wall,
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
* To weave into a firm texture; to make solid. A.S. wearp.
* Skim (Ger. kielen); or it may mean "to cool," from A.S. cœlan.
+ Moral saying. Du. saege, N. saga, A.S. secge.
$ "To splash," or else "to gurgle."
|| A small group of houses; a village. A.S. thorpe.
I chatter over stony ways,
In little sharps and trebles;
With many a curve my banks I fret,
With willow-weed and mallow.
I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
I wind about and in and out,
And here and there a grayling,
Upon me, as I travel,
And draw them all along, and flow
For men may come and men may go,
I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I move the sweet forget-me-nots,
I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
I murmur under moon and stars
I linger by my shingly bars,
* Ploughed land left exposed to the air. Sc. fale, a sod; or A.S. fealo, yellowish-red.
And out again I curve and flow
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH: 1770-1850.
See p. 162. In the following poem (written in 1798), the first stanza of which was written by Coleridge, the central thought is that the notion of death as the end of existence is, as Wordsworth said of himself, quite impossible for a child. The first stanza, standing entirely apart from the rest of the poem, merely serves to strike the key-note, and was composed after the poem had been almost completed.
A SIMPLE child,*
What should it know of death?
I met a little cottage girl :
She was eight years old, she said;
She had a rustic, woodland air,
66 Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
"And where are they? pray you tell."
*Coleridge wrote the first line originally, "A little child, dear brother Jem," but Wordsworth objected to it as being
referring to a friend of theirs, James Tludicrous.
"You say that two at Conway dwell,
Beneath the churchyard tree." "You run about, my little Maid, Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the churchyard laid,
66 Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied,
"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
"And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,