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    The poem "Anecdote for Fathers" by William Wordsworth describes a father taking a walk with his young son. During their conversation, the son reveals that the reason he prefers their previous home by the sea over their current farm is because the farm has a weather vane he doesn't like looking at. The father realizes the son's innocent perspective contains wisdom, and he can learn from his son.

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    The poem "Anecdote for Fathers" by William Wordsworth describes a father taking a walk with his young son. During their conversation, the son reveals that the reason he prefers their previous home by the sea over their current farm is because the farm has a weather vane he doesn't like looking at. The father realizes the son's innocent perspective contains wisdom, and he can learn from his son.

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    The poem "Anecdote for Fathers" by William Wordsworth describes a father taking a walk with his young son. During their conversation, the son reveals that the reason he prefers their previous home by the sea over their current farm is because the farm has a weather vane he doesn't like looking at. The father realizes the son's innocent perspective contains wisdom, and he can learn from his son.

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    ‘Anecdote for Fathers’: A Poem by William

    Wordsworth
    ‘Anecdote for Fathers’ is not one of William Wordsworth’s best-known
    poems. First published in the landmark 1798 collection Lyrical Ballads,
    which Wordsworth co-authored with Coleridge, ‘Anecdote for Fathers’
    is narrated by a father who recalls going for a walk with his young son,
    and coming to realise that the boy’s innocence contains more wisdom
    than the father’s senior years. ‘A father can learn from his son, too’
    might be a concise way of summarising this poem.

    Anecdote for Fathers


    I have a boy of five years old;

    His face is fair and fresh to see;

    His limbs are cast in beauty’s mold

    And dearly he loves me.

    One morn we strolled on our dry walk,

    Or quiet home all full in view,

    And held such intermitted talk

    As we are wont to do.

    My thoughts on former pleasures ran;


    I thought of Kilve’s delightful shore,

    Our pleasant home when spring began,

    A long, long year before.

    A day it was when I could bear

    Some fond regrets to entertain;

    With so much happiness to spare,

    I could not feel a pain.

    The green earth echoed to the feet

    Of lambs that bounded through the glade,

    From shade to sunshine, and as fleet

    From sunshine back to shade.

    Birds warbled round me – and each trace

    Of inward sadness had its charm;

    Kilve, thought I, was a favoured place,

    And so is Liswyn farm.

    My boy beside me tripped, so slim

    And graceful in his rustic dress!


    And, as we talked, I questioned him,

    In very idleness.

    ‘Now tell me, had you rather be,’

    I said, and took him by the arm,

    ‘On Kilve’s smooth shore, by the green sea,

    Or here at Liswyn farm?’

    In careless mood he looked at me,

    While still I held him by the arm,

    And said, ‘At Kilve I’d rather be

    Than here at Liswyn farm.’

    ‘Now, little Edward, say why so:

    My little Edward, tell me why.’ –

    ‘I cannot tell, I do not know.’ –

    ‘Why, this is strange,’ said I;

    ‘For, here are woods, hills smooth and warm:

    There surely must one reason be


    Why you would change sweet Liswyn farm

    For Kilve by the green sea.’

    At this, my boy hung down his head,

    He blushed with shame, nor made reply;

    And three times to the child I said,

    ‘Why, Edward, tell me why?’

    His head he raised – there was in sight,

    It caught his eye, he saw it plain –

    Upon the house-top, glittering bright,

    A broad and gilded vane.

    Then did the boy his tongue unlock,

    And eased his mind with this reply:

    ‘At Kilve there was no weather-cock;

    And that’s the reason why.’

    O dearest, dearest boy! my heart

    For better lore would seldom yearn,


    Could I but teach the hundredth part

    Of what from thee I learn.

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