I travell'd among unknown men,In lands beyond the sea;Nor, England! did I know till thenWhat love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream!Nor will I quit thy shoreA second time; for still I seemTo love thee more and more. Among thy mountains did I feelThe joy of my desire;And she I cherish'd turn'd her wheelBeside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy … [Read more...] about Lucy III, By: William Wordsworth
Lucy II, By: William Wordsworth
She dwelt among the untrodden waysBeside the springs of Dove,A Maid whom there were none to praiseAnd very few to love: A violet by a mossy stoneHalf hidden from the eye!Fair as a star, when only oneIs shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could knowWhen Lucy ceased to be;But she is in her grave, and oh,The difference to me! … [Read more...] about Lucy II, By: William Wordsworth
Lucy I, By: William Wordsworth
Strange fits of passion have I known:And I will dare to tell,But in the lover's ear alone,What once to me befell. When she I loved look'd every dayFresh as a rose in June,I to her cottage bent my way,Beneath an evening moon. Upon the moon I fix'd my eye,All over the wide lea;With quickening pace my horse drew nighThose paths so dear to me. And now we reach'd the … [Read more...] about Lucy I, By: William Wordsworth
Lucy Gray, By: William Wordsworth
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray,And when I cross'd the Wild,I chanc'd to see at break of dayThe solitary Child. No Mate, no comrade Lucy knew;She dwelt on a wild Moor,The sweetest Thing that ever grewBeside a human door! You yet may spy the Fawn at play,The Hare upon the Green;But the sweet face of Lucy GrayWill never more be seen. "To-night will be a stormy night,You to … [Read more...] about Lucy Gray, By: William Wordsworth
Lowther, By: William Wordsworth
Lowther! in thy majestic Pile are seenCathedral pomp and grace, in apt accordWith the baronial castle's sterner mien;Union significant of God adored,And charters won and guarded by the swordOf ancient honour; whence that goodly stateOf polity which wise men venerate,And will maintain, if God his help afford.Hourly the democratic torrent swells;For airy promises and hopes … [Read more...] about Lowther, By: William Wordsworth