William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Perfect Woman - Poem by William Wordsworth

SHE was a phantom of delight
When first she gleam'd upon my sight;
A lovely apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament;
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;
Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful dawn;
A dancing shape, an image gay,
To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

I saw her upon nearer view,
A Spirit, yet a Woman too!
Her household motions light and free,
And steps of virgin liberty;
A countenance in which did meet
Sweet records, promises as sweet;
A creature not too bright or good
For human nature's daily food;
For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.

And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A being breathing thoughtful breath,
A traveller between life and death;
The reason firm, the temperate will,
Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;
A perfect Woman, nobly plann'd,
To warn, to comfort, and command;
And yet a Spirit still, and bright
With something of angelic light.


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  • Rookie Vedprakash Goyal (10/16/2012 1:23:00 AM)

    THIS POEM IS CONNECTED WITH THE COMMON MEN IN THIS WORLD AND I THINK THAT YOU MUST HAVE IT IN YOUR LIFE WITHOUT THE MENTION AND THEN TELLING IT TO EVERYONE. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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