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William Wordsworth, Leaving Cert Complete Poetry Notes

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Table of Contents

To My Sister 4

Summary 6

Annotation 7

A slumber did my spirit seal 9

Summary 10

Annotation 11

She dwelt among the untrodden ways 12

Summary 13

Annotation 14

Composed upon Westminster Bridge 15

Summary 16

Annotation 17

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free 18

Summary 19

Annotation 20

The Solitary Reaper 21

Summary 22

Annotation 23

Extract from The Prelude, ‘The Stolen Boat’ 25

Summary 26

Annotation 27

Extract from The Prelude, ‘Skating’ 29

Summary 30

Annotation 31

Lines Composed…above Tintern Abbey 33

Summary 37

Annotation 38

Sample Answers 44

Reading William Wordsworth: A Personal Response 44

Discuss the relationship between nature and William Wordsworth’s poetry. 46

To My Sister

It is the first mild day of March:

Each minute sweeter than before

The redbreast sings from the tall larch

That stands beside our door.

There is a blessing in the air,

Which seems a sense of joy to yield

To the bare trees, and mountains bare,

And grass in the green field.

My sister! ('tis a wish of mine)

Now that our morning meal is done,

Make haste, your morning task resign;

Come forth and feel the sun.

Edward will come with you;--and, pray,

Put on with speed your woodland dress;

And bring no book: for this one day

We'll give to idleness.

No joyless forms shall regulate

Our living calendar:

We from to-day, my Friend, will date

The opening of the year.

Love, now a universal birth,

From heart to heart is stealing,

From earth to man, from man to earth:

--It is the hour of feeling.

One moment now may give us more

Than years of toiling reason:

Our minds shall drink at every pore

The spirit of the season.

Some silent laws our hearts will make,

Which they shall long obey:

We for the year to come may take

Our temper from to-day.

And from the blessed power that rolls

About, below, above,

We'll frame the measure of our souls:

They shall be tuned to love.

Then come, my Sister! come, I pray,

With speed put on your woodland...

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