Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes
To pace the ground, if path be there or none,
While a fair region round the traveller lies
Which he forbears again to look upon;
Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene,
The work of Fancy, or some happy tone
Of meditation, slipping in between
The beauty coming and the beauty gone.
If Thought and Love desert us from that day,
Let us break off all commerce with the Muse:
With Thought and Love companions of our way,
Whate'er the senses take or may refuse,
The Mind's internal heaven shall shed her dews
Of inspiration on the humblest lay.



About this poem
"Most Sweet it is With Unuplifted Eyes" was published in William Wordsworth's book "Yarrow Revisited, and Other Poems" (R. Bartlett and S. Raynor, 1835).

About William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth was born in Cockermouth, Cumbria, England, on April 7, 1770. His most famous work, "The Prelude" (D. Appleton & Co., 1850), is considered to be one of the most important achievements of English Romanticism. Wordsworth died on April 23, 1850.

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