Why sleeps the future, as a snake enrolled,Coil within coil, at noon-tide? For the WORDYields, if with unpresumptuous faith explored,Power at whose touch the sluggard shall unfoldHis drowsy rings. Look forth! that Stream behold,That stream upon whose bosom we have passedFloating at ease while nations have effacedNations, and Death has gathered to his foldLong lines of mighty … [Read more...] about Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLVII – Conclusion, By: William Wordsworth
Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XV – Concluded. American Episcopacy, By: William Wordsworth
III Concluded. American Episcopacy Patriots informed with Apostolic lightWere they, who, when their Country had been freed,Bowing with reverence to the ancient creed,Fixed on the frame of England's Church their sight,And strove in filial love to reuniteWhat force had severed. Thence they fetched the seedOf Christian unity, and won a meedOf praise from Heaven. To Thee, O … [Read more...] about Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XV – Concluded. American Episcopacy, By: William Wordsworth
Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLVI – Ejaculation, By: William Wordsworth
Glory to God! and to the Power who cameIn filial duty, clothed with love divine,That made his human tabernacle shineLike Ocean burning with purpureal flame;Or like the Alpine Mount, that takes its nameFrom roseate hues, far kenned at morn and evenIn hours of peace, or when the storm is drivenAlong the nether region's rugged frame!Earth prompts, Heaven urges; let us seek the … [Read more...] about Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLVI – Ejaculation, By: William Wordsworth
Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLV – Continued, By: William Wordsworth
They dreamt not of a perishable homeWho thus could build. Be mine, in hours of fearOr groveling thought, to seek a refuge here;Or through the aisles of Westminster to roam:Where bubbles burst, and folly's dancing foamMelts, if it cross the threshold; where the wreathOf awe-struck wisdom droops: or let my pathLead to that younger Pile, whose sky-like domeHath typified by reach … [Read more...] about Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLV – Continued, By: William Wordsworth
Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLIV – The Same, By: William Wordsworth
What awful perspective! while from our sightWith gradual stealth the lateral windows hideTheir Portraitures, their stone-work glimmers, dyedIn the soft chequerings of a sleepy light.Martyr, or King, or sainted Eremite,Whoe'er ye be, that thus, yourselves unseen,Imbue your prison-bars with solemn sheen,Shine on, until ye fade with coming Night!But, from the arms of silence, … [Read more...] about Ecclesiastical Sonnets – Part III. – XLIV – The Same, By: William Wordsworth