Featured Poem: Surprised by Joy by William Wordsworth

Better late than never, here's this week's Featured Poem - think of it as a midweek recharge over a cup of tea (or your preferred beverage). We've been unpicking this verse from Wordsworth in our latest Communications and Marketing team meeting, and had a particular ponder over what it might mean to be 'surprised by joy'.

There's lots to consider, so why not take a read.

Surprised by Joy

Surprised by joy- impatient as the Wind
I wished to share the transport- Oh! with whom
But Thee, long 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.

William Wordsworth