The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 1 by William Wordsworth
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"Two years were passed since to a distant town He had repaired to ply a gainful trade: [21] What tears of bitter grief, till then unknown! 255 What tender vows our last sad kiss delayed! To him we turned:--we had no other aid: Like one revived, upon his neck I wept; And her whom he had loved in joy, he said, He well could love in grief; his faith he kept; 260 And in a quiet home once more my father slept. XXX "We lived in peace and comfort; and were blest With daily bread, by constant toil supplied. [22] Three lovely babes had lain upon my breast; [23] And often, viewing their sweet smiles, I sighed, 265 And knew not why. My happy father died, When threatened war [24] reduced the children's meal: Thrice happy! that for him the grave could hide [25] The empty loom, cold hearth, and silent wheel, And tears that [26] flowed for ills which patience might [27] 270 not heal. XXXI "'Twas a hard change; an evil time was come; |
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