WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Stern Lawgiver' yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds, And fragrance in thy footing treads, Thou dobt preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
To humbler functions, awful Power'
I call thce. I myself commend
Unto thy guidance from this hour;
O, let my weakness have an end'
Give unto me, made lowly wise,
The spint of self-sacrifice;
The confidence of reason give;
And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live'
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��54 6 The Rainbow
rY heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die'
The Child is father of the Man, And I could wibh my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
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