Lucy Gray (by William Wordsworth)

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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 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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- William Wordsworth