Listen to:
"Behold the Child" - excerpt from Intimations of Immortality (4:06)
by William Wordworth
performed by Bob Gonzalez, rhapsode
III
Behold the Child among his new-born blisses,
A six years' darling of a pigmy size!
See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies,
Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses,
With light upon him from his father's eyes!
See, at his feet, some little plan or chart,
Some fragment from his dream of human life,
Shaped by himself with newly-learnèd art;
A wedding or a
festival,
A mourning or a
funeral;
And this hath
now his heart,
And unto this he
frames his song:
Then will he
fit his tongue
To dialogues of business, love, or strife;
But it will
not be long
Ere this be
thrown aside,
And with new
joy and pride
The little actor cons another part;
Filling from time to time his 'humorous stage'
With all the Persons, down to palsied Age,
That Life brings with her in her equipage;
As if his
whole vocation
Were endless
imitation.
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