Surprised By Joy

William Wordsworth

 
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.
 

Poems by This Author

from The Kitten and Falling Leaves by William Wordsworth
See the kitten on the wall, sporting with the leaves that fall
A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal by William Wordsworth
A slumber did my spirit seal;
Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 by William Wordsworth
Earth has not anything to show more fair:
It is a Beauteous Evening, Calm and Free by William Wordsworth
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free
Lines Written in Early Spring by William Wordsworth
I heard a thousand blended notes
My Heart Leaps Up by William Wordsworth
My heart leaps up when I behold
Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood by William Wordsworth
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
Perfect Woman by William Wordsworth
She was a phantom of delight
She dwelt among the untrodden ways by William Wordsworth
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
The Daffodils by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth
Behold her, single in the field
The Sun Has Long Been Set by William Wordsworth
The sun has long been set
The World Is Too Much With Us by William Wordsworth
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth
Five years have past; five summers, with the length
Travelling by William Wordsworth
This is the spot:—how mildly does the sun
We Are Seven by William Wordsworth
--A simple child,


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