<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540176" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Table Turned</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; <br>Or surely you'll grow double: <br>Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; <br>Why all this toil and trouble? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun, above the mountain's head, <br>A freshening lustre mellow <br>Through all the long green fields has spread, <br>His first sweet evening yellow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife: <br>Come, hear the woodland linnet, <br>How sweet his music! on my life, <br>There's more of wisdom in it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! <br>He, too, is no mean preacher: <br>Come forth into the light of things, <br>Let Nature be your teacher. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She has a world of ready wealth, <br>Our minds and hearts to bless-- <br>Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health, <br>Truth breathed by cheerfulness. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One impulse from a vernal wood <br>May teach you more of man, <br>Of moral evil and of good, <br>Than all the sages can. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; <br>Our meddling intellect <br>Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:-- <br>We murder to dissect. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Enough of Science and of Art; <br>Close up those barren leaves; <br>Come forth, and bring with you a heart <br>That watches and receives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540176" data-title="The Table Turned de William Wordsworth" data-description="Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? The sun, above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields h..."></div> </div> </div>

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