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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth

The Rainbow

My heart leaps up when I behold
        A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
       Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.

(1802)

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O Friend! I know not which way I… For comfort, being, as I am, oppr… To think that now our life is only… For show; mean handy—work of craft… Or groom! —We must run glittering…
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