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Old Goody Blake was old and poor ; 111 fed she was, and thinly clad ; And any
man who passed her door Might see how poor a hut she had. All day she spun in
her poor dwelling : And then her three hours' work at night Alas ! 'twas hardly ...
By the same fire to boil their pottage, Two poor old Dames, as I have known, Will
often live in one small cottage ; But she, poor Woman ! housed alone. 'Twas well
enough when summer came, The long, warm, lightsome summer-day, Then at ...
THE REVERIE OF POOR SUSAN.At the corner of Wood-street, when day-light
appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung forthree years : Poor Susan
has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the ...
He pulls — and looks — and pulls again ; And he whom the poor Ass had lost,
The man who had been four days dead, Head foremost from the river's bed
Uprises — like a ghost! And Peter draws him to dry land ; And through the brain
of Peter ...
And hither is he come at last, When he through such a day has gone, By this dark
cave to be distrest Like a poor bird — her plundered nest Hovering around with
dolorous moan ! Of that intense and piercing cry The listening Ass conjectures ...
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My favorite is "Solitary Reaper". When I first read it, I fell in love with the poem. It's like Wordsworth wrote it for me only.
I always feel understood and totally embraced everytime I read this poem and walk away with a full heart.