William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт)

Inscription Intended for a Stone in the Grounds of Rydal Mount

IN these fair vales hath many a tree
At Wordsworth’s suit been spared;
And from the builder’s hand this stone,
For some rude beauty of its own,
Was rescued by the bard:
So let it rest; and time will come
When here the tender-hearted
May heave a gentle sigh for him,
As one of the departed.

1. Foresight, Or the Charge of a Child to His Younger Companion
2. The Pet Lamb
3. The Mother's Return
4. The Blind Highland Boy
5. To H. C.

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