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William Wordsworth : It is a Beauteous Evening

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
The holy time is quiet as a Nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquillity;
The gentleness of heaven broods o’er the Sea;
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder—everlastingly.
Dear Child1! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine;
Thou liest in Abraham’s bosom2 all the year:
And worshipp’st at the Temple’s inner shrine3,
God being with thee when we know it not. 

William Wordsworth (1770-1850)	1802

 
FOOTNOTES
1 addressed to the poet’s daughter, Caroline; 2 Abraham, the bible’s first partriach, is stronly associated with fatherhood; the expression Abrham’s bosom has long been been used to denote heaven; 3 the inner-most chamber in the Jewish temple
 

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