Poetry Sunday: Lines Written in Early Spring by William Wordsworth

Spring and Wordsworth just seem to go together. While spring may be the favorite season of most Nature poets, I can't think of anyone who wrote more poems that reference spring than Wordsworth. And so, even though I have featured this poem here before, it seems worth repeating. The sentiments it expresses never really grow old or stale.

Lines Written in Early Spring

by William Wordsworth

I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?

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  1. "What man has made of man". That is the mystery of the ages it seems to me.

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    1. It occasionally seems that the answer to that question is, "Not much." But that's only when "pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind."

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  2. "To her fair works did Nature link
    The human soul that through me ran;
    And much it grieved my heart to think
    What man has made of man."

    Ominous lines. And I'd add, What man has made of nature.

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    1. Which, it must be said, is even sadder than what man has made of man.

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  3. What man has made of man has surely been in my thoughts lately.

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    1. It's a thought that is hard to avoid when one considers the daily news.

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