William Wordsworth: “the self-sufficing power of solitude”

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  1. „And I was taught how to feel – perhaps too much – 
The self-sufficing power of solitude” 🙂 I love those lines… although I do think it’s partially the „perhaps too much” that makes it!

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  2. I especially love Book 2, 348-395. I, too, wake early in spring/summer/early-autumn and travel (bicycle) before my day’s commitments a four-mile section that borders our farmland. What is seen, heard, smelled and felt in these early morning hours is for me an almost religious experience — religious without name or denomination. Simply substitute the landscape of northwestern Minnesota for William Wordsworth’s setting. It is this identifiability, I think, an identifiability that crosses place and time, that makes a masterpiece what it is:

    “Alone upon some jutting eminence/At the first hour of morning, when the vale/Lay quiet in utter solitude./How shall I trace the history, where seek/The origin of what I then have felt?/Oft in those moments such a holy calm/Did overspread my soul that I forgot/That I had bodily eyes, and what I saw/Appeared like something in myself, a dream,/A prospect in my mind.”

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