...be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence, wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful...hither came. Unwearied in that service; rather say Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget, With warmer love,—oh ! with far deeper zeal That after...

...where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence, — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together: and that I, so long A worshiper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service ; rather say With warmer love — oh, with...

...where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence * — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream 150 We stood together ; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service...

...where I no more con hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful...many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty clifls, And this green pastoral landscape, were to me More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake...

...gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream 150 We stood together ; and that I, so long A worshipper...deeper zeal Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget, 155 That after many wanderings, many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, And this...

...where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream 150 We stood together ; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service...

...where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream i«o We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service:...

...where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence — wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together. In her wild eyes he sees the gleam that he can no longer see in Nature, but that once he did see, so...

...from the "Intimations" ode. In fact, she will be witness then that he came there unwearied in nature's service: rather say With warmer love, oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love. And he closes with the vision of her witness that "these steep woods and lofty cliffs" (the sublime...

...be, where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence, wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together . . . (PW.2:263) The poem was to haunt her. Years later, bedridden, her sense of past mobility a painful...