I heard a thousand blended notes ( Read more... )

The Eclipse of the Sun, 1820

High on her speculative tower
Stood Science waiting for the hour
When Sol was destined to endure
That darkening of his radiant face
Which Superstition strove to chase,
Erewhile, with rites impure.

By William Wordsworth

The Eclipse of the Sun, 1820

High on her speculative tower
Stood Science waiting for the hour
When Sol was destined to endure
That darkening of his radiant face
Which Superstition strove to chase,
Erewhile, with rites impure.

By William Wordsworth

The Eclipse of the Sun, 1820

High on her speculative tower
Stood Science waiting for the hour
When Sol was destined to endure
That darkening of his radiant face
Which Superstition strove to chase,
Erewhile, with rites impure.

By William Wordsworth

November, 1806Another year!--another deadly blow ( Read more... )

Resolution And IndependenceI ( Read more... )

The Eclipse of the Sun, 1820

High on her speculative tower
Stood Science waiting for the hour
When Sol was destined to endure
That darkening of his radiant face
Which Superstition strove to chase,
Erewhile, with rites impure.

- William Wordsworth

Lines composed a few miles above tinturn abbey, by William Wordsworth ( Read more... )

"I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD" by William Wordsworth ( Read more... )

The sounding cataract
Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock,
The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood,
Their colours and their forms, were then to me
An appetite; a feeling and a love,
That had no need of a remoter charm,
By thought supplied, nor any interest
Unborrowed from the eye. - That time is past,
And all its ( Read more... )