Listen



"The stars of midnight shall be dear
To her; and she shall lean her ear
    In many a secret place
Where rivulets dance their wayward round,
And beauty born of murmuring sound
    Shall pass into her face.

-William Wordsworth (1770-1850),
Lucy,
Three Years She Grew in Sun and Shower







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