William Wordsworth

"The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and praises seemed to run So fast out of his heart, I thought They never would have done. -I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning."

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Source: William Wordsworth, “Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman”

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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth was an English poet known for his role in the Romantic movement and his profound connection to nature, particularly in works like 'The Prelude.'

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