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William WORDSWORTH /1770-1850/
THE REVERIE OP POOR SUSAN
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears. Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years; Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.
*Tis a note of enchantment; what ails her? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees? Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, -j^ And a river flov/s on through the vale of Cheapside«
Grvca pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only dwelling on earth that she loves.
She looks, and her heart is in heaven: but they fade. The mist and the river, the hill and the shade: The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise. And the colours have all passed away from her eyes'
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Written in Early Spring
I heard a thousand blended notes, V/hile 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 V/hat man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
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Lothbury, Cheapside: large streets in the City of London.
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