...Stephen. William Wordsworth: A Life. Oxford: Clarendon, 1989. v -rii She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...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...

...my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead. — Walt Whitman Here is an elegy by William Wordsworth: Lucy She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...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...

...with similies. Loose types of things through all degrees. 12781 'She dwelt among the untrodden ways' few to love. 12782 '.SV dwelt among the untrodden ways' But she is in her grave, and. ho. The difference...

...and beauty, and loss and death, with maximum force and mystery: "She dwelt . . . beside the streams of Dove, / A Maid whom there were none to praise / And very few to love . . . But she is in her grave, and, oh, / The difference to me!" There is a similarly strong...

...saying gently, "Perhaps this isn't the best time for poetry." "It's a good enough time," Matt said. " 'She dwelt among the untrodden ways, beside the springs...Dove, a maid whom there were none to praise, and very few to love.' Now there's a nice rhyme, I think." Robert cringed a little. Perhaps Charlie had been...

...cried, 'If Lucy should be dead!' Song She dwelt among th' untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove,1 A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few...as a star when only one Is shining in the sky! She liv'd unknown, and few could know When Lucy2 ceas'd to be; 10 But she is in her Grave, and Oh! The...

...lips were red as roses are, Her hair a woodbine wreath. She lived among the untrodden ways Besides the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to...Half-hidden from the eye! Fair as a star when only one Is shining in the sky! And she was graceful as the broom That flowers by Carron's side; But slow distemper...

...mumbled, having reformulated the few lines I needed to change, while lying there in bed. "Here goes: She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...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...

...not how to tell it, and there we all shall know. T^welt among the Untrodden Ways William Wordsworth She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...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,...

...to tell it, and there we all shall know. She T^welt among the Untrodden Ways William Wordsworth MShe dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs...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,...