Better than all measures (96)
The speaker spends a lot of the end of the poem telling us why the skylark's song is awesome, and human art and culture are comparatively lame. We hate to say it, but it looks like the speaker of this poem is jealous of a bird. He thinks the song he's hearing right now is better that any music any human has ever created.
The world should listen then, as I am listening now. (105)
This is the final line, and the speaker finally comes out and tells us exactly what he wants. After all those lines he lets us know what it is about the bird that makes him so obsessed. He wants the bird's natural artistic power. The bird's song flows out of him naturally, without planning or worrying or rough drafts or anything like that. It's that pure instinct that allows him to captivate his listener completely. That's what the speaker wants to do, but knows he will never be able to. Poor guy…