“That
best portion of a man's life are his little, nameless, unremembered acts of
kindness and love.” – William Wordsworth
Wordsworth, born in England’s Lake
Country on April 7, 1770, was mostly self-taught as both a reader and writer,
but his immense natural talent led to his becoming Britain's Poet Laureate from
1843 until his death in April 1850.
Along with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, he helped launch the Romantic Age in
English 
literature with a joint publication of their 1798 masterpiece, Lyrical
Ballads.
literature with a joint publication of their 1798 masterpiece, Lyrical
Ballads.
When asked by rising young Scottish
poet and playwright Joanna Baillie what advice a young poet might take from him, he replied, “Fill
your paper with the breathings of your heart.”
Indeed.
For
Saturday’s Poem, here is Wordsworth’s,
My Heart Leaps Up
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
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