Written in March : While Resting on the Bridge...

By : William Wordsworth

Written in March : While Resting on the bridge at the Foot of Brother’s Water (complete Title).

The cock is crowing

The stream is flowing

The small birds twitter

The lake doth glitter

The green field sleeps in the sun

The oldest and youngest

Are at work with the strongest

The cattle are grazing

Their heads never raising

There are forty feeding like one

Like an army defeated

The Snow hath retreated

And now doth fare ill

On the top of the bare hill

The Ploughboy is whooping – anon – anon

There’s joy in the mountains

There’s life in the fountains

Small clouds are sailing

Blue sky prevailing

The rain is over and gone