Inscriptions - Supposed To Be Found In And Near A Hermit's Cell, 1818 - III

A poem by William Wordsworth

Hast thou seen, with flash incessant,
Bubbles gliding under ice,
Bodied forth and evanescent,
No one knows by what device?

Such are thoughts! A wind-swept meadow
Mimicking a troubled sea,
Such is life; and death a shadow
From the rock eternity!

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