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Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the Miscellaneous Pieces of the Author

This volume presents a comprehensive collection of poems by the Romantic poet William Wordsworth, including his seminal work 'Lyrical Ballads' and a variety of other pieces that showcase his poetic style and thematic concerns. more

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William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth was an English Romantic poet, born on April 7, 1770, in Cockermouth, and died on April 23, 1850. His poetry is renowned for its depiction of natural landscapes and profound expression of personal emotions and inner world. more

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