| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| W. Wordsworth |
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| CCLXI. By the Sea |
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| IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free; | |
| The holy time is quiet as a nun | |
| Breathless with adoration; the broad sun | |
| Is sinking down in its tranquillity; | |
| The gentleness of heaven is on the Sea: | 5 |
| Listen! the mighty being is awake, | |
| And doth with his eternal motion make | |
| A sound like thunder—everlastingly. | |
| Dear child! dear girl! that walkest with me here, | |
| If thou appear untouch'd by solemn thought | 10 |
| Thy nature is not therefore less divine: | |
| Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year, | |
| And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine, | |
| God being with thee when we know it not. | |
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