I HEARD a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:--
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature's holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
in the poem, ‘Written in Early Spring’, Wordsworth feels unhappy about the fact that man alone amongst all creation is neither in harmony along with his personal type nor with nature.
The poet is seated at ease towards a tree in a shady clump of bushes paying attention to the song of the breeze, the chirping of birds and the creaking of insects. he is within the sweetest of moods. however together with excellent mind in his thoughts at that moment, unhappy mind too arise.
Nature appears to have linked his soul along with her soul in best communion. In that blessed mood, he is saddened to realize what man has accomplished to his fellowmen and to nature. man has inflicted pain on his personal fellowmen and has destroyed nature.
The periwinkle intertwines itself on the primrose in best coexistence and the poet believes that every flower seems to experience the air it breathes. The poet is attempting to say that the flora and the plant life coexist peacefully and seem to derive pride from their dwelling.
similarly, the birds appear to be in concord and appear to derive satisfaction of their actions of hopping and playing. in the equal manner the poet feels that the fresh branches appear to enjoy satisfaction as they spread out into the air to capture it.
within the remaining stanza, the poet sums up what he has said. He feels that if the divine plan or ‘Nature’s holy plan’ is pleasant and non violent coexistence, he wonders why man on my own has moved faraway from this plan. only guy lives in discord with himself and the rest of creation.