Restingwheel wordsworth lcw
calm is all nature as a resting wheel by william wordsworth read for libravox dot org by larry wilson calm is all nature as a resting wheel the kine are couched upon the dewy grass the horse alone seen dimly as i pass is up and cropping yet his later meal dark is the ground a slumber seems to steal o'er vale and mountain and the starless sky now in this blank of things a harmony home-felt and home-created seems to heal that grief for which the senses still supply fresh food for only then when memory is hushed am i at rest my friends restrain those busy cares that would allay my pain oh leave me to myself nor let me feel the officious touch that makes me droop again
End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
