LINES WRITTEN IN MARCH
The joyous scene, recollected in tranquillity, later at a time of leisure, reproduced its poetic feeling, and hence the poem. Another joyous scene is recalled in the lines “Written in March” while resting on the bridge at the foot of Brother’s Water, also in the Lake District:
The joyous scene, recollected in tranquillity, later at a time of leisure, reproduced its poetic feeling, and hence the poem. Another joyous scene is recalled in the lines “Written in March” while resting on the bridge at the foot of Brother’s Water, also in the Lake District:
The cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter,
The green field sleeps in the sun
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest,
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The ploughboy is whooping –anon –anon:
There’s joy in the mountains;
There’s life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter,
The green field sleeps in the sun
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest,
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The ploughboy is whooping –anon –anon:
There’s joy in the mountains;
There’s life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
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