Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known - William Wordsworth

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Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known - William Wordsworth
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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 eye 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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- William Wordsworth