She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
 

She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
by William Wordsworth

She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to 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 few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!

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DEAR MAHMOOD,
THANK YOU FOR PASSING
W REGARDS
AAMIN

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Dear,
welcome
with regards

aamin

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