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ODE TO THE CUCKOO

By Wordsworth:


O blithe newcomer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice:
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird,
Or but a wandering Voice?

While I am lying on the grass
Thy twofold shout I hear;
From hill to hill it seems to pass,
At once far off and near.

Though babbling only to the vale
Of sunshine and of flowers,
Thou bringest unto me a tale
Of visionary hours.

Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!
Even yet thou art to me
No bird, but an invisible thing,
A voice, a mystery;

The same whom in my schoolboy days
I listened to; that Cry
Which made me look a thousand ways
In bush, and tree, and sky.

To seek thee did I often rove
Through woods and on the green;
And thou wert still a hope, a love;
Still longed for, never seen!

And I can listen to thee yet;
Can lie upon the plain
And listen, till I do beget
That golden time again.

O blessed birth! the earth we pace
Again appears to be
An unsubstantial, fairy place,
That is fit home for Thee!



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This is my trivial creation against the lengendry wordsworth s masterpiece ..........





"THE UNTOUCHABLE REALITY OF LIFE!"


The cuckoo, to Wordsworth,
was nothing more than an invisible thing
But to him it did bring ample mirth!
To your thoughts,o loved one,I similarly cling!

Although,You too are, only a voice,I hear!
A mere emmotion i feel!
sometimes a smile, often a helpless tear!
You re a moment that from my fantacy i steal!

All the same,you too, have brought me immense joy!
your love, like a candle,in my dark nites burn,
Your thoughts bestow my being with poise and coy,
you re the one who gave my life a new turn!


Yet o loved one I yearn one day to see
my blurry visions resulting in clarity!
I someday,hope to feel thee ,touch thee,
Wish my scattered dreams anchor at the destiny of reality
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