She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love:A violet by a mossy tone Half hidden from the eye! -- Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!William wordsworth ...//en.yabiladi.com/topics/dwelt-among-untrodden-ways-44-1941424-1941424.html#msg-1941424 Sun, 07 Jun 2026 12:36:28 +0200 Phorum 5.2.15