Weak Is The Will Of Man, His Judgement Blind

WEAK is the will of Man, his judgment blind;

'Remembrance persecutes, and Hope betrays;

'Heavy is woe;--and joy, for human-kind,

'A mournful thing, so transient is the blaze!'

Thus might 'he' paint our lot of mortal days

Who wants the glorious faculty assigned

To elevate the more-than-reasoning Mind,

And colour life's dark cloud with orient rays.

Imagination is that sacred power,

Imagination lofty and refined;

'Tis hers to pluck the amaranthine flower

Of Faith, and round the Sufferer's temples bind

Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower,

And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind.

William Wordsworth

The English poet William Wordsworth is considered to be one of the most important literary figures in modern history, as well as one of the leading purveyors of the Romantic Movement. He was born in 1770, in Cumbria, and was one of four children. Over the course of his life, he continued to return to the Lake District, and eventually passed away in Cumbria, in 1850. The influence of William Wordsworth should not be underestimated, as he not only helped to kick-start the Romantic Age, he also formed half of one of the most famous literary partnerships in history. The friendship that he shared with fellow poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge is now the stuff of legend, as is the subsequent fallout after the friendship fell apart.

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