Surprised By Joy (W.Wordsworth)歌词

surprised by joy
impatient as the wind i turned to share the transport
oh!with whom but thee,
deep buried in the silent tomb,
that spot which no vicissitude can find?
love,faithful love,recalled thee to my mind
but how could i forget thee?
through what power,
even for the least division of an hour,
have i been so beguiled as to be blind
to my most grievous loss?
that thought's return
was the worst pang
that sorrow ever bore
save one,
one only,
when i stood forlorn,
knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;
that neither present time,
nor years unborn,
could to my sight
that heavenly face restore.