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List 'twas the Cuckoo O with what delight	A
Heard I that voice and catch it now though faint	B
Far off and faint and melting into air	C
Yet not to be mistaken Hark again	D
Those louder cries give notice that the Bird	E
Although invisible as Echo's self	F
Is wheeling hitherward Thanks happy Creature	G
For this unthought of greeting	H
	-
While allured	I
From vale to hill from hill to vale led on	J
We have pursued through various lands a long	K
And pleasant course flower after flower has blown	L
Embellishing the ground that gave them birth	M
With aspects novel to my sight but still	N
Most fair most welcome when they drank the dew	O
In a sweet fellowship with kinds beloved	P
For old remembrance sake And oft where Spring	H
Displayed her richest blossoms among files	Q
Of orange trees bedecked with glowing fruit	R
Ripe for the hand or under a thick shade	S
Of Ilex or if better suited to the hour	G
The lightsome Olive's twinkling canopy	T
Oft have I heard the Nightingale and Thrush	U
Blending as in a common English grove	V
Their love songs but where'er my feet might roam	W
Whate'er assemblages of new and old	X
Strange and familiar might beguile the way	Y
A gratulation from that vagrant Voice	Z
Was wanting and most happily till now	A2
	-
For see Laverna mark the far famed Pile	B2
High on the brink of that precipitous rock	C2
Implanted like a Fortress as in truth	D2
It is a Christian Fortress garrisoned	E2
In faith and hope and dutiful obedience	F2
By a few Monks a stern society	T
Dead to the world and scorning earth born joys	G2
Nay though the hopes that drew the fears that drove	V
St Francis far from Man's resort to abide	H2
Among these sterile heights of Apennine	I2
Bound him nor since he raised yon House have ceased	J2
To bind his spiritual Progeny with rules	K2
Stringent as flesh can tolerate and live	L2
His milder Genius thanks to the good God	M2
That made us over those severe restraints	N2
Of mind that dread heart freezing discipline	O2
Doth sometimes here predominate and works	P2
By unsought means for gracious purposes	Q2
For earth through heaven for heaven by changeful earth	M
Illustrated and mutually endeared	R2
	-
Rapt though He were above the power of sense	S2
Familiarly yet out of the cleansed heart	T2
Of that once sinful Being overflowed	U2
On sun moon stars the nether elements	V2
And every shape of creature they sustain	W2
Divine affections and with beast and bird	E
Stilled from afar such marvel story tells	X2
By casual outbreak of his passionate words	Y2
And from their own pursuits in field or grove	V
Drawn to his side by look or act of love	Z2
Humane and virtue of his innocent life	A3
He wont to hold companionship so free	T
So pure so fraught with knowledge and delight	A
As to be likened in his Followers' minds	B3
To that which our first Parents ere the fall	C3
From their high state darkened the Earth with fear	D3
Held with all kinds in Eden's blissful bowers	E3
	-
Then question not that 'mid the austere Band	F3
Who breathe the air he breathed tread where he trod	M2
Some true Partakers of his loving spirit	G3
Do still survive and with those gentle hearts	H3
Consorted Others in the power the faith	I3
Of a baptized imagination prompt	J3
To catch from Nature's humblest monitors	E3
Whate'er they bring of impulses sublime	K3
	-
Thus sensitive must be the Monk though pale	L3
With fasts with vigils worn depressed by years	M3
Whom in a sunny glade I chanced to see	T
Upon a pine tree's storm uprooted trunk	N3
Seated alone with forehead sky ward raised	O3
Hands clasped above the crucifix he wore	P3
Appended to his bosom and lips closed	Q3
By the joint pressure of his musing mood	R3
And habit of his vow That ancient Man	S3
Nor haply less the Brother whom I marked	T3
As we approached the Convent gate aloft	U3
Looking far forth from his aerial cell	V3
A young Ascetic Poet Hero Sage	W3
He might have been Lover belike he was	X3
If they received into a conscious ear	Y3
The notes whose first faint greeting startled me	T
Whose sedulous iteration thrilled with joy	Z3
My heart may have been moved like me to think	A4
Ah not like me who walk in the world's ways	B4
On the great Prophet styled 'the Voice of One	O2
Crying amid the wilderness' and given	O2
Now that their snows must melt their herbs and flowers	E3
Revive their obstinate winter pass away	Y
That awful name to Thee thee simple Cuckoo	O
Wandering in solitude and evermore	P3
Foretelling and proclaiming ere thou leave	C4
This thy last haunt beneath Italian skies	D4
To carry thy glad tidings over heights	E4
Still loftier and to climes more near the Pole	F4
	-
Voice of the Desert fare thee well sweet Bird	E
If that substantial title please thee more	P3
Farewell but go thy way no need hast thou	A2
Of a good wish sent after thee from bower	G
To bower as green from sky to sky as clear	D3
Thee gentle breezes waft or airs that meet	G4
Thy course and sport around thee softly fan	S3
Till Night descending upon hill and vale	L3
Grants to thy mission a brief term of silence	F2
And folds thy pinions up in blest repose	H4

William Wordsworth

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