William Wordsworth & Dorothy Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth & Dorothy Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
In these final lines, Wordsworth seems to be expressing his affirmation of the beauty of the natural world as something deserving the piety, or religious devotion/spirituality, of mankind from birth to death, connecting one’s otherwise random life, to some degree.
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky.
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.