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    William Wordsworth - Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known

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    Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known
    by William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

    Strange fits of passion have I known:
    And I will dare to tell,
    But in the Lover's ear alone,
    What once to me befell.

    When she I loved looked every day
    Fresh as a rose in June,
    I to her cottage bent my way,
    Beneath an evening-moon.

    Upon the moon I fixed my eye,
    All over the wide lea;
    With quickening pace my horse drew nigh
    Those paths so dear to me.

    And now we reached the orchard-plot;
    And, as we climbed the hill,
    The sinking moon to Lucy's cot
    Came near, and nearer still.

    In one of those sweet dreams I slept,
    Kind of Nature's gentlest boon!
    And all the while my eyes I kept
    On the descending moon.

    My horse moved on; hoof after hoof
    He raised, and never stopped:
    When down behind the cottage roof,
    At once, the bright moon dropped.

    What fond and wayward thoughts will slide
    Into a Lover's head!
    'O mercy!' to myself I cried,
    'If Lucy should be dead!'