XIX + 

Milton Read Again + 

(In Surrey) + 

Three golden months while summer on us stole + 

I have read your joyful tale another time, + 

Breathing more freely in that larger clime + 

And learning wiselier to deserve the whole. + 

Your Spirit, Master, has been close at hand + 

And guided me, still pointing treasures rare, + 

Thick-sown where I before saw nothing fair + 

And finding waters in the barren land. + 

Barren once thought because my eyes were dim. + 

Like one I am grown to whom the common field + 

And often-wandered copse one morning yield + 

New pleasures suddenly; for over him + 

Falls the weird spirit of unexplained delight, + 

New mystery in every shady place, + 

In every whispering tree a nameless grace, + 

New rapture on the windy seaward height. + 

So may she come to me, teaching me well + 

To savour all these sweets that lie to hand + 

In wood and lane about this pleasant land + 

Though it be not the land where I would dwell. + 