John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Wordsworth. (17701850) (continued)
4931 One of those heavenly days that cannot die.
Nutting .
4932 She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love.
She dwelt among the untrodden ways .
4933 A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye; Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
She dwelt among the untrodden ways .
4934 She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!
She dwelt among the untrodden ways .
4935 The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Three years she grew in Sun and Shower .
4936 May no rude hand deface it, And its forlorn hic jacet!
Ellen Irwin .
4937 She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.
The Sparrows Nest .
4938 The child is father of the man. 1
My heart leaps up when I behold .
4939 The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one!
The Cock is crowing.