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1 But now my own delights I make, My thirst at every rill can slake, And gladly
Nature's love partake Of thee, sweet Daisy ! When soothed a while by milder airs,
Thee Winter in the garland wears That thinly shades his few grey hairs ; Spring ...
... a child might know, In an unhappy home . " Dost thou presume my course to
block ? Off, off! or, puny Thing ! I'll hurl thee headlong with the rock To which thy
fibres cling." The Flood was tyrannous and strong ; The patient Briar suffered long
A Nun demure, of lowly port ; Or sprightly Maiden, of Love's Court, In thy simplicity
the sport Of all temptations ; A Queen in crown of rubies drest ; A Starveling in a
scanty vest ; Are all, as seem to suit thee best, Thy appellations. A little Cyclops ...
To seek thee did I often rove Through woods and on the green ; And thou wert
still a hope, a love ; Still longed for, never seen ! And I can listen to thee yet ; Can
lie upon the plain And listen, till I do beget That golden time again. O blessed Bird
Yet, dream and vision as thou art,I bless thee with a human heart : God shield
thee to thy latest years ! I neither know thee nor thy peers ; And yet my eyes are
filled with tears. With earnest feeling I shall pray For thee when I am far away : For
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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.