Up with me! up with me into the clouds! <br />For thy song, Lark, is strong; <br />Up with me, up with me into the clouds! <br />Singing, singing, <br />With clouds and sky about thee ringing, <br />Lift me, guide me till I find <br />That spot which seems so to thy mind! <br /> <br />I have walked through wildernesses dreary <br />And to-day my heart is weary; <br />Had I now the wings of a Faery, <br />Up to thee would I fly. <br />There is madness about thee, and joy divine <br />In that song of thine; <br />Lift me, guide me high and high <br />To thy banqueting-place in the sky. <br /> <br />Joyous as morning <br />Thou art laughing and scorning; <br />Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest, <br />And, though little troubled with sloth, <br />Drunken Lark! thou would'st be loth <br />To be such a traveller as I. <br />Happy, happy Liver, <br />With a soul as strong as a mountain river <br />Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver, <br />Joy and jollity be with us both! <br /> <br />Alas! my journey, rugged and uneven, <br />Through prickly moors or dusty ways must wind; <br />But hearing thee, or others of thy kind, <br />As full of gladness and as free of heaven, <br />I, with my fate contented, will plod on, <br />And hope for higher raptures, when life's day is done.<br /><br />William Wordsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-sky-lark/
