[15] Floating Island at Hawkhead, An Incident in the schemes of Nature

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Harmonious powers with nature ⟨work⟩
On sky, earth, river, lake, and sea:
Sunshine and storm, whirlwind and breeze
All in one duteous task agree.


 

Once did I see a slip of earth,5
By throbbing waves long undermined,
Loosed from its hold; — how no one knew
But all might see it float, obedient to the wind.
Dissevered Might see it, from from the verdant shore
Might see it Dissevered^ float upon the Lake,10
Float, with its crest of trees adorned
On which the warbling birds their pastime take.
 
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Perchance this little Isle may live
Food, shelter, safety there they find
There berries ripen, flowerets bloom;


 

There insects live their lives — and die:
A peopled world it is; — in size a tiny room.5
And thus through many seasons’ space
Perchance This little Isle may live; Island may survive
But Nature, though we mark her not,
Will take away — may cease to give.
Belike Perchance when you are wandering forth10
Upon some vacant sunny day
Without an object, hope, or fear,
Your eyes may seek the Isle — and it is pass’d away.


 

Thither your eyes may turn — and the Isle is pass’d away.
Buried beneath the glittering Lake!15
Its place no longer to be found,
Yet the lost fragments shall remain,
To fertilize some other ground.


 



 

M DWordsworth

Volume Editor(s)