LUCY by William Wordsworth
 

Lucy Strange Fits of Passion
by William Wordsworth

(1770-1850)

Strange fits of passion have I known
And I will dare to tell,
But in the Lover's ear alone,
What once to me befell.
When she I loved looked every day
Fresh as a rose in June,
I to her cottage bent my way,
Beneath an evening moon.

Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
All over the wide lea;
With quickening pace my horse drew nigh
Those paths so dear to me.

And now we reached the orchard-plot;
And, as we climbed the hill,
The sinking moon to Lucy's cot
Came near, and nearer still.

In one of those sweet dreams I slept,
Kind Nature's gentlest boon!
And all the while my eyes I kept
On the descending moon.

My horse moved on; hoof after hoof
He raised, and never stopped:
When down behind the cottage roof,
At once, the bright moon dropped.

What fond and wayward thoughts will slide
Into a Lover's head!
"O mercy!" to myself I cried,
"If Lucy should be dead!"


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DEAR MAHMOOD
NOT AT ALL, IT IS MY PLEASURE.
PL. ACCEPT MY HIGHEST CONSIDERATION.
WITH REGARDS

AAMIN

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DEAR ROLINA,
THANS ALOT FOR YOUR PASSING.
THAT,S RIGHT,
I,D STUDIED ENGLISH LITERATURE
& LINGUISTICS.
WHAT ABOUT YOU
W REGARDS

AMIN