The World Is Too Much With Us; Late And Soon

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune,
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.

by William Wordsworth

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Hi, The Great Natural poet in this world, this poem remember in my higher-secondary school days. Play while you Play and Work while you. This is awareness poem all human world.
really Wordsworth is great natural poet- Little we see in Nature that is ours ...... This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune,
The poem opens with a complaint, saying that the world is out of whack and that people are destroying themselves with consumerism (getting and spending) . The world is too much with us sounds odd, and could mean several things. It could mean that the world life in the city, contemporary society – is just too much, as in This is too much for me, and I can't take it anymore. The world might refer to the natural world instead of the city, in which case it would mean that humanity i
this is a very good poem
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