LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING WILLIAM WORDSWORTH I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through... The Living Age ... - Page 1501871Full view
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