Littell's Living Age/Volume 144/Issue 1865/Surprised by Joy, Impatient as the Wind
Littell's Living Age/Volume 144/Issue 1865/Surprised by Joy, Impatient as the Wind
Death ../../../ by William Wordsworth Vigil Volume 144, Issue 1865 : Surprised by Joy, Impatient as the Wind
Surprised by Joy, Impatient as the Wind
<poem> 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 grevious loss? That thoughts return Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore, Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn, Knowing my hearts best treasure was no more; That neither present time nor years unborn Could to my sight that heavenly face restore. {{PD-Old}}
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The Poetry of Mary Elizabeth Coleridge: "Why did you let your eyes so rest on me. And hold your breath between? In all the ages this can never be. As if it had never been."