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Born in April 7, 1770 / Died in April 23, 1850 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by William Wordsworth

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To a Highland Girl (At Inversneyde, upon Loch Lomond)

...   Nor am I loth, though pleased at heart, ...

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The Last Of The Flock

...   X "They dwindled, Sir, sad sight to see! ...

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Incident Characteristic Of A Favorite Dog

... And fondly strives her struggling friend to save ...

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It was an April morning: fresh and clear

... Which, while I listened, seemed like the wild growth ...

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There Is A Bondage Worse, Far Worse, To Bear

... Than his who breathes, by roof, and floor, and wall, ...

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Extempore Effusion upon the Death of James Hogg

...   On which with thee, O Crabbe! forth-looking, ...

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Ruth

... Who quit their fold with dance and shout,&emsp ...

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The Waggoner - Canto First

...   The Horses have worked with right good-will,&emsp ...

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A Parsonage In Oxfordshire

...     And while those lofty poplars gently wave ...

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Inscriptions In The Ground Of Coleorton, The Seat Of Sir George Beaumont, Bart., Leicestershire

... From earth, perhaps by Shakspeare's self approved,&emsp ...

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Address To My Infant Daughter, Dora On Being Reminded That She Was A Month Old That Day, September 1

...   Fair are ye both, and both are free from stain: ...

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Say, What Is Honour?--‘Tis The Finest Sense

...   Stoop their proud heads, but not unto the dust-- ...

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Book Fourteenth [conclusion]

... Anon I rose As if on wings, and saw beneath me stretched&emsp ...

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Mutability

...   His crown of weeds, but could not even sustain ...

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"When I Have Borne In Memory"

... we who find In thee a bulwark for the cause of men:&emsp ...