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“She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! —Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!”

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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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