Solitary Reaper
A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard
In spring-time from the cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.Will no one tell me what she sings? -
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago;
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?
~ Solitary Reaper : Wordsworth ~
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srry 4 out f the topic reply..dunno how 2 contact u,so am posting this here…u can delete this after u hav read thishey i just came across your comment for my post on our college….i wrote that post some years back..now that I am on my way passing out, my view of collage has changed very much…as u said I got the right frndz and life is rocking..don;t regret the life I had there..just that i miss it now…keep checking my blog as I am planning to write more on MACE and friends…cheers..jeffin