The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 5 (of 8)Wordsworth, William
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 5 (of 8)
Wordsworth, William
English poetry -- 18th century; English poetry -- 19th century
Green with the moss of years, and subject only
To the soft handling of the Elements:
There let the relic lie--fond thought--vain words!
Forgive them--never did my steps approach
This humble door but she who dwelt within 1827.
Forgive them;--never--never did my steps
Approach this door but she who dwelt within 1832.
Forgive them for the sake of her who dwelt
Within these walls, who here so oft hath giv'n
To me a daughter's greeting; and I loved her MS.
Green with the moss of years. Upon the simple sight
As there it lay I could not look unmoved!
Forgive the weakness--never did step of mine
Approach this door, but she who dwelt within C.
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[Footnote 64: 1827.
With chearful hope: but ere the second autumn
Her life's true Help-mate on a sick-bed lay, 1814.
]
[Footnote 65: 1827.
Was all consumed. Two children had they now,
One newly born. As I have said, it was
A time of trouble; shoals of Artisans
Were from their daily labour turn'd adrift
To seek their bread from public charity, 1814.
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[Footnote 66: 1827.
That peck along the hedges, or the Kite
That makes his dwelling on the mountain Rocks! 1814.
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[Footnote 67: 1836.
... At his door ... 1814.
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[Footnote 68: 1836.
He blended, ... 1814.
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[Footnote 69: 1836.
Without an errand, would direct his steps, 1814.
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[Footnote 70: 1845.
Is filling all the air with melody; 1814.
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[Footnote 71: 1845.
... in an Old Man's eye? 1814.
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[Footnote 72: 1827.
There was a heart-felt chillness in my veins.--
I rose; and, turning from the breezy shade,
Went forth into the open air, and stood
To drink the comfort of the warmer sun.
Long time I had not staid, ere, looking round 1814.
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[Footnote 73: 1814.
But ... MS.
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[Footnote 74: 1827.
... far remote.
And glad I was, when, halting by yon gate
That leads from the green lane, once more I saw
These lofty elm-trees. Long I did not rest:
With many pleasant thoughts I chear'd my way
O'er the flat Common.--Having reached the door
I knock'd,--and, when I entered with the hope
Of usual greeting, Margaret looked at me 1814.
]
[Footnote 75: 1832.
Or ... 1814.
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[Footnote 76: 1814.
With fervent love, and with a look of grief
Unutterable, and with a helpless look
That seemed to cling upon me, ... C.
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[Footnote 77: 1827.
... but therein 1814.
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