William Wordsworth



Extract from the Conclusion of a Poem, composed in Anticipation of leaving School



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William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

Extract from the Conclusion of a Poem,
composed in Anticipation
of leaving School



Dear native regions, I foretell,
From what I feel at this farewell,
That, wheresoe’er my steps may tend,
And whensoe’er my course shall end,

If in that hour a single tie
Survive of local sympathy,
My soul will cast the backward view,
The longing look alone on you.

Thus, while the Sun sinks down to rest
Far in the regions of the west,
Though to the vale no parting beam
Be given, not one memorial gleam,
A lingering light he fondly throws
On the dear hills where first he rose.





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