Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Lake Windemere, yo.

[note: making up posts from our trip to The NORTH of England...several others to follow! ...and see post from Stirling Castle directly below this one.]


Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:









  1. Perfect poem. Perfect pictures. Thanks for sharing the loveliness with us, the people.

  2. Thanks for taking all these beautiful pictures!

  3. These pictures. Absolutely.



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