William Wordsworth: The Reverie of Poor Susan

V. C. Clinton-Baddeley - Pop
William Wordsworth: The Reverie of Poor Susan
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At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years: Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird 'Tis a note of enchantment; what ails her? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale Down which she so often has tripped with her pail; And a single small cottage, a nest like a dove's The one only dwelling on earth that she loves She looks, and her heart is in heaven: but they fade The mist and the river, the hill and the shade: The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise And the colours have all passed away from her eyes!
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- William Wordsworth