Poems in Two Volumes, Volume 2 by William Wordsworth
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Are stifled--all is still. 150
And quickly with a silent crew A Boat is ready to pursue; And from the shore their course they take, And swiftly down the running Lake They follow the blind Boy. With sound the least that can be made They follow, more and more afraid, More cautious as they draw more near; But in his darkness he can hear, And guesses their intent. 160 "_Lei-gha--Lei-gha_"--then did he cry "_Lei-gha--Lei-gha_"--most eagerly; Thus did he cry, and thus did pray, And what he meant was, "Keep away, And leave me to myself!" Alas! and when he felt their hands-- You've often heard of magic Wands, That with a motion overthrow A palace of the proudest shew, Or melt it into air. 170 So all his dreams, that inward light With which his soul had shone so bright, All vanish'd;--'twas a heartfelt cross To him, a heavy, bitter loss, |
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