by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)

In Remembrance Of Schubert
Language: English 
O glide, fair stream! For ever so,
Thy quiet soul on all bestowing,
Till all our minds for ever flow
As thy deep waters now are flowing.
Vain thought! -- Yet be as now thou art,
That in thy waters may be seen
The image of a poet's heart,
How bright, how solemn, how serene!
Now let us, as we float along,
For him suspend the dashing oar;
And pray that never child of song
May know that Poet's sorrows more.
How calm! how still! the only sound,
The dripping of the oar suspended!


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Researcher for this text: Ton van der Steenhoven

This text was added to the website: 2009-12-20
Line count: 14
Word count: 93