SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS

by: William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

      HE 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!

'She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways' is reprinted from English Poems. Ed. Edward Chauncey Baldwin. New York: American Book Company, 1908.

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