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... Where no disturbance comes to intrude Upon the pensive solitude, Her
unsuspecting eye, perchance, With the rude Shepherd's favoured glance,
Beholds the Faeries in array, Whose party-coloured garments gay The silent
company betray ...
... as through an instrument, Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, That they
might answer him. — And they would shout Across the watery vale, and shout
again, Responsive to his call, — with quivering peals, And long halloos, and
Far into silent regions blue and pale ; — And visibly engirding Mona's Isle That,
as we left the Plain, before our sight Stood like a lofty Mount, uplifting slowly, (
Above the convex of the watery globe) Into clear view the cultured fields that
cried Peter, brandishing A new-peeled sapling ; — though, I deem, The Ass knew
well what Peter said, He, as before, hung down his head Over the silent stream.
Then Peter gave a sudden jirk, A jirk that from a dungeon floor Would have ...
The Ass is startled — and stops short Right in the middle of the thicket ; And Peter
wont to whistle loud Whether alone or in a crowd, Is silent as a silent cricket. What
ails you now, my little Bess ? Well may p 2 PART II. PETER BELL. 315.
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the kitten of the filling leaves bp[y willam words worth
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.