William Wordsworth
Lucy, Memory, and Loss
Lucy poems, memory, grief, mortality, and Wordsworth's most intimate losses.
She Dwelt Among The Untrodden Ways
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
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Beside the springs of Dove,
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A Maid whom there were none to pr
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A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal
A slumber did my spirit seal;
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I had no human fears:
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She seemed a thing that could not feel
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The
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Lucy II
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
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Beside the springs of Dove,
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A Maid whom there were none to pr
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Lucy V
A slumber did my spirit seal;
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I had no human fears:
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She seem’d a thing that could not feel
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The
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Lucy I
Strange fits of passion have I known:
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And I will dare to tell,
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But in the lover’s ear alone,
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W
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Lucy IV
Three years she grew in sun and shower;
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Then Nature said, ‘A lovelier flower
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On earth was never
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Lucy III
I travell’d among unknown men,
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In lands beyond the sea;
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Nor, England! did I know till then
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Wha
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