. Wordsworth for the young; selections with an introduction for parents and teachers . Earth, the dear green Earth;Whole ages if I here should world lor my remarks and meWould not a whit the better be;Ive left my heart at home. And see the town where I was born!Around those happy fields we spanIn boyish gambols : — I was lostWhere I have been, but on this coastI feel I am a man. Never did fifty things at onceAppear so lovely, never, never; —How tunefully the forests ring!To hear the earths soft murmuringThus could I hang for ever! Shame on you ! cried my little Boat, Was ever such a h
. Wordsworth for the young; selections with an introduction for parents and teachers . Earth, the dear green Earth;Whole ages if I here should world lor my remarks and meWould not a whit the better be;Ive left my heart at home. And see the town where I was born!Around those happy fields we spanIn boyish gambols : — I was lostWhere I have been, but on this coastI feel I am a man. Never did fifty things at onceAppear so lovely, never, never; —How tunefully the forests ring!To hear the earths soft murmuringThus could I hang for ever! Shame on you ! cried my little Boat, Was ever such a homesick Loon, Within a living Boat to sit. And make no better use of it, — A Boat twin-sister of the crescent-moon! Neer in the breast of full-grown PoetFluttered so faint a heart before ; —Was it the music of the spheresThat overpowered yo\;r mortal ears ?— Such din shall trouble them no more. These nether precincts do not lackCharms of their own; — then come with mcI want a comrade, and for youTheres nothing that I would not do ;Nought is there that you shall not M^i Haste ! and above Siberian snowsWell sport amid the boreal morning ;Will mingle with her lustres glidingAmong the stars, the stars now hiding,And now the stars adorning. • I know the secrets of a landWhere human foot did never stray;Fair is that land as evening skies,And cool, though in the depth it liesOf burning Africa. 80 PETEB BELL. Qr well into the realm of Faery,Among the lovely shades of things;The shadowy forms of mountains bare,And streams, and bowers, and ladies fair,The shades of palaces and kings ! Or, if you thirst Avith hardy zealLess quiet regions to voyage shall to you revealHow earth and heaven are taught to feelThe might of magic lore! My little vagrant Form of light, My gay and beautiful Canoe, Well have you played your friendly part j As kindly take what from my heart Experience forces — then adieu!
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