And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might; I only have relinquished one delight To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. 这是最後一段 不过我不懂他要表达的是什麽 前面应该都算了解了 这段是要说他更爱自然还是不爱? 为什麽? 再问一下他整篇一直提到的glory有人能为我解释一下吗 为什麽孩童时期有glory而成长时却渐渐失去? 这跟william blake的songs of innocense和experience有相关吗? 谢谢 --

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