William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Lucy Ii - Poem by William Wordsworth

SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways
   Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to praise
   And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
   Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one
   Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
   When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and oh,
   The difference to me!


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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