| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known | | By William Wordsworth (17701850) |
| | | STRANGE fits of passion have I known: | |
| And I will dare to tell, | |
| But in the Lovers ear alone, | |
| What once to me befell. | |
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| When she I loved looked every day | 5 |
| Fresh as a rose in June, | |
| I to her cottage bent my way, | |
| Beneath the evening-moon. | |
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| Upon the moon I fixed my eye, | |
| All over the wide lea; | 10 |
| With quickening pace my horse drew nigh | |
| Those paths so dear to me. | |
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| And now we reached the orchard-plot; | |
| And, as we climbed the hill, | |
| The sinking moon to Lucys cot | 15 |
| Came near, and nearer still. | |
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| In one of those sweet dreams I slept, | |
| Kind Natures gentlest boon! | |
| And all the while my eyes I kept | |
| On the descending moon. | 20 |
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| My horse moved on; hoof after hoof | |
| He raised, and never stopped: | |
| When down behind the cottage roof, | |
| At once, the bright moon dropped. | |
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| What fond and wayward thoughts will slide | 25 |
| Into a Lovers head! | |
| O mercy! to myself I cried, | |
| If Lucy should be dead! | | | | |
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