Repeating these words leads the reader to think that the poet sees these things everywhere he looks.

This, I thought, is how great visionaries and poets see everything-as if for the first time.

The poet sees in life a truth that gives significance to the otherwise mean and trivial things.

The poet sees Thomas as similar to the doubtful Christian in general whose heart is not at peace.

The poet sees the sculpture on a couple's tomb, and spots that they are holding hands.

The unknown poet sees her rising as foreshadowing the resurrection, expected with an attitude of fear and hope.

When the poet sees the figures, he wants to know their names and laments his ignorance.

For the 17th century poet and dramatist see Richard Flecknoe.

The poet only sees it as an inevitable step in the path of the Creator.

But we headed for the quiet of Ullswater, where the poet and his sister first saw the wild daffodils in 1802.