" The principal object, then, which I proposed to myself in these poems [ the Lyric Ballads written with Samuel T. Coleridge] was to choose incidents and situations from common life and to relate or to describe them, throughout, as far as possible , in a selection of language really used by men; and at the same time , to throw over them a certain colouring of immagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual way; and further, and above all, to make these incidents and situations interesting by tracing in them, truly though not ostentatiously , the primary laws of nature: chiefly, as far as regards the manner in which we associate ideas in a state of excitement."
Posted by mycosysafe at 1:52 p.m.
........" Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us , our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!"..........(fifth stanza incipit)
a tribute to life
chosen by mycosysafe
Posted by mycosysafe at 1:44 p.m.