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Hast thou then survived	A
Mild Offspring of infirm humanity	B
Meek Infant among all forlornest things	C
The most forlor none life of that bright star	D
The second glory of the Heavens Thou hast	E
Already hast survived that great decay	F
That transformation through the wide earth felt	G
And by all nations In that Being's sight	H
From whom the Race of human kind proceed	I
A thousand years are but as yesterday	F
And one day's narrow circuit is to Him	J
Not less capacious than a thousand years	K
But what is time What outward glory neither	L
A measure is of Thee whose claims extend	M
Through heaven's eternal year Yet hail to Thee	B
Frail feeble Monthling by that name methinks	K
Thy scanty breathing time is portioned out	N
Not idly Hadst thou been of Indian birth	O
Couched on a casual bed of moss and leaves	K
And rudely canopied by leafy boughs	K
Or to the churlish elements exposed	P
On the blank plains the coldness of the night	H
Or the night's darkness or its cheerful face	K
Of beauty by the changing moon adorned	Q
Would with imperious admonition then	R
Have scored thine age and punctually timed	S
Thine infant history on the minds of those	K
Who might have wandered with thee Mother's love	T
Nor less than mother's love in other breasts	K
Will among us warm clad and warmly housed	U
Do for thee what the finger of the heavens	K
Doth all too often harshly execute	V
For thy unblest coevals amid wilds	K
Where fancy hath small liberty to grace	K
The affections to exalt them or refine	W
And the maternal sympathy itself	X
Though strong is in the main a joyless tie	Y
Of naked instinct wound about the heart	Z
Happier far happier is thy lot and ours	K
Even now to solemnise thy helpless state	A2
And to enliven in the mind's regard	B2
Thy passive beauty parallels have risen	C2
Resemblances or contrasts that connect	D2
Within the region of a father's thoughts	K
Thee and thy mate and sister of the sky	Y
And first thy sinless progress through a world	E2
By sorrow darkened and by care disturbed	F2
Apt likeness bears to hers through gathered clouds	K
Moving untouched in silver purity	B
And cheering oft times their reluctant gloom	G2
Fair are ye both and both are free from stain	H2
But thou how leisurely thou fill'st thy horn	I2
With brightness leaving her to post along	J2
And range about disquieted in change	K2
And still impatient of the shape she wears	K
Once up once down the hill one journey Babe	L2
That will suffice thee and it seems that now	M2
Thou hast fore knowledge that such task is thine	W
Thou travellest so contentedly and sleep'st	N2
In such a heedless peace Alas full soon	O2
Hath this conception grateful to behold	P2
Changed countenance like an object sullied o'er	L
By breathing mist and thine appears to be	B
A mournful labour while to her is given	C2
Hope and a renovation without end	M
That smile forbids the thought for on thy face	K
Smiles are beginning like the beams of dawn	Q2
To shoot and circulate smiles have there been seen	R2
Tranquil assurances that Heaven supports	K
The feeble motions of thy life and cheers	K
Thy loneliness or shall those smiles be called	S2
Feelers of love put forth as if to explore	T2
This untried world and to prepare thy way	F
Through a strait passage intricate and dim	J
Such are they and the same are tokens signs	K
Which when the appointed season hath arrived	A
Joy as her holiest language shall adopt	U2
And Reason's godlike Power be proud to own	V2

William Wordsworth

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