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Lyrics for 'Lucy' by 'Divine Comedy'
By W. Wordsworth
I Travelled Among Unknown Men,
In Lands Beyond The Sea;
Nor, England Did I Know Till Then
What Love I Bore To Thee.
'tis Past, That Melancholy Dream!
Nor Will I Quit Thy Shore
A Second Time; For Still I Seem
To Love Thee More And More.
Among Thy Mountains Did I Feel
The Joy Of My Desire;
And She I Cherished Turned Her Wheel
Beside An English Fire.
Thy Mornings Showed, Thy Nights Concealed,
The Bowers Where Lucy Played;
And Thine Too Is The Last Green Field
That Lucy's Eyes Surveyed.
She Dwelt Among The Untrodden Ways
Beside The Springs Of Dove,
A Maid Whom There Were None To Praise
And Very Few To Love:
A Violet By A Mossy Stone
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
A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal;
I Had No Human Fears;
She Seemed A Thing That Could Not Feel
The Touch Of Earthly Years.
No Motion Has She Now, No Force;
She Neither Hears Nor Sees;
Rolled Around In Earth's Diurnal Course,
With Rocks, And Stones, And Trees.
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