To A Skylark
Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still! Leave to the nightingale her shady wood; A privacy of glorious light is thine; Whence thou dost pour upon the world a flood Of harmony, with instinct more divine; Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home!
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"Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Wordsworth delivers a powerful performance in "To A Skylark"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...