Thursday, January 28, 2010

Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey - Wordsworth

Pretty, yes? This is an artist's rendition of Tintern Abbey in the centuries after it was left to ruin, when people were first rediscovering it. It had such a sense of romance-- the ivy sprwaling over the entirety of the ruins was particularly attractive, but in restoration the decision was made to remove it. Sad.

I'm not going to re-post the entire poem--it is lengty and I know that 99% of my friends who check this page will not read it-- but if you want to read William Wordsworth's poem written while reflecting on (or as most historians say, after he had passed through) Tintern Abbey, check out this link for the text in its entirety!


Better yet, find a book! Poems read better from the pages of a book.
Conspicuous consumption be damned-- books are forever.

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