Published Aug 10th, 2018, 8/10/18 8:27 am
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But there’s a Tree, of many, one,
A single Field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
A single Field which I have looked upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The Pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
| Credit | William Wordsworth, Mary Shelley |
| Gender | Male |
| Format | Java |
| Model | Steve |
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