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A Night Thought
(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

A Night Thought

Lo! where the Moon along the sky
Sails with her happy destiny;
Oft is she hid from mortal eye
Or dimly seen,
But when the clouds asunder fly
How bright her mien!

Far different we--a froward race,
Thousands though rich in Fortune's grace
With cherished sullenness of pace
Their way pursue,
Ingrates who wear a smileless face
The whole year through.

If kindred humours e'er would make
My spirit droop for drooping's sake,
From Fancy following in thy wake,
Bright ship of heaven!
A counter impulse let me take
And be forgiven.

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I feel this poem really inspires the inner poem within us and to look on the positive side like the moon
A wonderful poem.....
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nice poem thank for sharing
William wordsworth has been described the nature in this poem.
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