William Wordsworth

Cumberland / England
William Wordsworth
Cumberland / England
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Lucy Gray, Or Solitude

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Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:
And, when I crossed the wild,
I chanced to see at break of day
The solitary child.

No mate, no comrade Lucy knew;
She dwelt on a wide moor,
- The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door!
You yet may spy the fawn at play,
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COMMENTS
Swahata 20 February 2019
I have this pen because it is too sad
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Narendra Kumar Patro 23 February 2018
Very much worthy to listen the poem
1 2 Reply
Srimayee Ganguly 16 December 2012
Heart-rendering story! My mum hates this poem so much.
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