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Poem by William Wordsworth


Harts-Horn Tree, near Penrith


HERE stood an oak, that long had borne affixed
To his huge trunk, or, with more subtle art,
Among its withering topmost branches mixed,
The palmy antlers of a hunted hart,
Whom the dog Hercules pursued,his part
Each desperately sustaining, till at last
Both sank and died, the life-veins of the chased
And chaser bursting here with one dire smart.
Mutual the victory, mutual the defeat!
High was the trophy hung with pitiless pride;
Say, rather, with that generous sympathy
That wants not, even in rudest breasts, a seat;
And, for this feelings sake, let no one chide
Verse that would guard thy memory, HARTS-HORN TREE!



William Wordsworth


William Wordsworth's other poems:
  1. Processions
  2. Inside of Kings College Chapel, Cambridge: Continued
  3. The Brownie
  4. Monastery of Old Bangor
  5. The River Duddon (WHENCE that low voice?)


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