I have learned
To look on nature, not as in the hour
Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes
The still, sad music of humanity.
'Lines composed…above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 88
I have learned
To look on nature, not as in the hour
Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes
The still, sad music of humanity.
'Lines composed…above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 88