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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Expostulation and Reply after Wordsworth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">EXPOSTULATION AND REPLY AFTER WORDSWORTH<br>'Why, Rachel, on this online site, <br>thus for the length of five full years, <br>why, Rachel, archive, when your light<br>and dreams deserve three cheers? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where is your Ph.D. well earned<br>now being well formed body, mind? <br>Down! downstream paddle, channel churned, <br>to Paris, Sorbonne find.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You look round on your Nottingham, <br>while reading Reading is too small, <br>while Oxenforde and Bridge on Cam, <br>slight fame may offer if at all! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'One day near Sherwood Forest green, <br>saw sweet life vanished with the deer, <br>Good Robin's phantom moonlit seen, <br>one midnight did appear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The inner eye beyond the sea<br>must list to voice for choice few hear; <br>our astral bodies feel they be, <br>blown to a fresh career.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More heed! Deem dreams of unseen Powers<br>impressed upon our minds may show<br>the way to active growth, joy's flowers<br>spurn passive wait, must grow..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sober tenor of old ways, <br>their universal hustle, bustle, <br>seems too self-centered, time peels days<br>fresh challenge seek, mind muscle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ask no longer why, alone, <br>through contest answer's sought, <br>but act, abandon old grey stone, <br>spend time in play, ball caught...'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">24 January 2010<br>Parody William Wordsworth 1770_1850 Expostulation and Reply</div><div style="margin:10px 0">robi03_1960_robi03_0000 PWX_MXX<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>EXPOSTULATION AND REPLY<br>'Why, William, on that old grey stone, <br>Thus for the length of half a day, <br>Why, William, sit you thus alone, <br>And dream your time away? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Where are your books? —that light bequeathed<br>To Beings else forlorn and blind! <br>Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed<br>From dead men to their kind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'You look round on your Mother Earth, <br>As if she for no purpose bore you; <br>As if you were her first-born birth, <br>And none had lived before you! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One morning thus, by Esthwaite lake, <br>When life was sweet, I knew not why, <br>To me my good friend Matthew spake, <br>And thus I made reply: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The eye—it cannot choose but see; <br>We cannot bid the ear be still; <br>Our bodies feel, where'er they be, <br>Against or with our will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Nor less I deem that there are Powers<br>Which of themselves our minds impress; <br>That we can feed this mind of ours<br>In a wise passiveness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Think you, 'mid all this mighty sum<br>Of things for ever speaking, <br>That nothing of itself will come, <br>But we must still be seeking? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'—Then ask not wherefore, here, alone, <br>Conversing as I may, <br>I sit upon this old grey stone, <br>And dream my time away, '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">William Wordsworth 1770_1850 <br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Expostulation and Reply after Wordsworth poem © Jonathan Robin</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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'Why, Rachel, on this online site, 
thus for the length of five full years, 
why, Rachel, archive, when your light
and dreams deserve three cheers? 

Where is your Ph.D. well earned
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