William Wordsworth: The World Is Too Much with Us

[Swede]

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus, rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton, blow his wreathed horn.

[Tuesday Afternoon]

1. He was aptly named. Yes, he was.

Thanks for posting this Swede.

[CTyankee]

2. One of my all time favorites. "We have given our hearts away" is

meaningful for our age and for what we have done to the environment...

[MassLiberal]

3. wonderful

Thanks for posting this. Wordsworth still works.

[Perry Logan]

4. Incredible poem.

[Bullwinkle925]

5. Penned with . . .

*GWB* et al in mind, I daresay.

[Lavender Brown]

6. Wow

Thank you for posting this; I love Wordsworth. :-)