{"id":2263,"date":"1798-07-13T19:44:05","date_gmt":"1798-07-13T10:14:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/?p=2263"},"modified":"2013-05-07T19:46:01","modified_gmt":"2013-05-07T10:16:01","slug":"from-tintern-abbey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/?p=2263","title":{"rendered":"from  Tintern Abbey"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting the banks of the Wye during a Tour.  July 13, 1798.<\/p>\n<p>&#8230; For I have learned<\/p>\n<p>To look on nature, not as in the hour<\/p>\n<p>Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes <\/p>\n<p>The still, sad music of humanity,<\/p>\n<p>Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power<\/p>\n<p>To chasten and subdue. And I have felt<\/p>\n<p>A presence that disturbs me with joy<\/p>\n<p>Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime<\/p>\n<p>Of something far more deeply interfused,<\/p>\n<p>Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,<\/p>\n<p>And the round ocean and the living air,<\/p>\n<p>And the blue sky, and in the mind of man:<\/p>\n<p>A motion and a spirit, that impels <\/p>\n<p>All thinking things, all objects of all thought,<\/p>\n<p>And rolls through all things. Therefore I am still<\/p>\n<p>A lover of the meadows and the woods,<\/p>\n<p>And mountains; and of all that we behold<\/p>\n<p>From this green earth; of all the mighty world<\/p>\n<p>Of eye, and ear, &#8211; both what they half create,<\/p>\n<p>And what perceive; well pleased to recognize<\/p>\n<p>In nature and the language of the sense<\/p>\n<p>The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, <\/p>\n<p>The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul<\/p>\n<p>Of  all my moral being.<\/p>\n<p>William Wordsworth<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting the banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798. &#8230; For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2263","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-archive","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2263","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2263"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2263\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2266,"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2263\/revisions\/2266"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2263"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2263"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/murraybramwell.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2263"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}