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Sweet Flower ! for by that name at last, When all my reveries are past, I call thee,
and to that cleave fast, Sweet silent Creature ! That breath'st with me in sun and
air, Do thou, as thou art wont, repair My heart with gladness, and a share Of thy ...
... And with my cheek on one of those green stones That, fleeced with moss,
beneath the shady trees, Lay round me, scattered like a flock of sheep, I heard
the murmur and the murmuring sound, In that sweet mood when pleasure loves
to pay ...
Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty ; A countenance
in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A Creature not too bright or
good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise ...
Oh ! green," said I, " are Yarrow's Holms, And sweet is Yarrow flowing ! Fair
hangs ... Let Beeves and home-bred Kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill
meadow ; The Swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, Swan and Shadow !
We will not ...
Five years have passed; five summers, with the length Of five long winters ! and
again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a sweet
inland murmur. * — Once again Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, Which on
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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.