SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS

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SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS – 4 October 2008

For today I’ve chosen this poem by William Wordsworth, one of the best-known of English poets. Generally considered the first of the English romantics, Wordsworth believed that the finest poetry could be written in the simplest words.

SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS
William Wordsworth (1770–1850)

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!

* Here “Dove” refers to a river in England much celebrated by artists and poets.

For a collection of poems and stories, visit:
http://www.all-creatures.org/poetrydir.html 
 


"Joyful Curmudgeon"
An oxymoron?
No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful.  At the same time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the world, and feel called to help expose and end it so that we may have true peace and compassion.

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