1. William Wordsworth's Poetry
... could have no ending; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending;-I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more." This poem is fascinating because he is forced to imagine what the woman is singing about. At times he supposes that she may ... ...
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