Candid Reflections

March 18, 2008

The cattle are grazing.

Filed under: Photography — candid reflections @ 8:00 am


               WRITTEN IN MARCH 

               ~William Wordsworth

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!

I want to go where the rain is over and gone!

1 Comment »

  1. That poem makes me think of spring time…with all things turning green and bulbs blooming. I’m missing spring here in Hawaii. Enjoy the daffodils for me!

    Comment by Mamapua — March 18, 2008 @ 1:57 pm

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