Selections from Wordsworth and Tennyson by Alfred Lord Tennyson;William Wordsworth
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something sent out on a mission; and assuredly this little flower,
especially when the subject of verse, may be regarded, in its humble degree, as administering both to moral and spiritual purposes." TO THE CUCKOO O blithe New-comer! I have heard, I hear thee and rejoice. O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass, 5 Thy twofold shout I hear; From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale Of sunshine and of flowers, 10 Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, 15 A voice, a mystery; The same whom in my schoolboy days |
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