Description
These pages show the copy of William Wordsworth’s ‘Ode’ submitted to Longman’s, publishers of Poems in Two Volumes (1807). From 1815, it would be given its more famous title ‘Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood’.
When and where was it originally composed?
Some or all of stanzas one to four were written on 27 March 1802; most of the last seven were completed in early 1804, probably on 6 March. At the time, Wordsworth was living at Town-End, Grasmere. This reflection on the processes of maturity, then, was begun just before the poet’s 31st birthday.
What did Wordsworth say about it?
In a letter to his friend Catherine Clarkson he explained that,
The poem rests entirely upon two recollections of childhood, one that of a splendour in the objects of sense which is passed away, and the other an indisposition to bend to the law of death as applying to our own particular case. A Reader who has not a vivid recollection of these feelings having existed in his mind cannot understand that poem.
How did Wordsworth reflect on it later?
From 1815, Wordsworth gave the poem this epigraph:
The child is the father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
This comes from ‘My Heart Leaps Up’, a shorter poem reflecting on the same themes, which Wordsworth had probably written on 26 March 1802, and which was also included in Poems in Two Volumes.
Transcript
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Title page - Thus
No 4.
Ode
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Ode
There was a time when meadow, grove, & stream,
The earth, & every common sight,
To me did seem -
Apparell’d in celestial light,
The glory & the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it has been of yore;
Turn wheresoe’er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
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The Rainb[ow co]mes & goes,
And lovely is the Rose,
The Moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare;
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful & fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where’er I go;
That there hath pass’d away a glory from the earth.
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