| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (18241897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| W. Wordsworth |
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| CLXXVII. The Lost Love |
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| SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways | |
| Beside the springs of Dove; | |
| A maid whom there were none to praise | |
| And very few to love. | |
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| A violet by a mossy stone | 5 |
| Half-hidden from the eye! | |
| Fair as a star, when only one | |
| Is shining in the sky. | |
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| She lived unknown, and few could know | |
| When Lucy ceased to be; | 10 |
| But she is in her grave, and, oh, | |
| The difference to me! | |
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