My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
-William Wordsworth, 1802
What a beautiful poem. Everyone @educhora loves this poem, including our resident lover of Blake, the English visionary poet and artist who couldn't stand its last phrase and wrote that "[t]here is no such Thing as Natural Piety Because the Natural Man is at Enmity with God." Khora is also partial to the phrase, "The Child is father of the Man." What is your favorite part of this poem?