Retched wight, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge

T my work about; And oft was moved to flee from home And hide my head
where wild beasts roam.
9 'Sir, 'twas a precious flock to me, As dear as my own children be;
For daily with my growing store I loved my children more and more.
Alas! it was an evil time; God cursed
me in my
sore distress; I pray'd, yet every day I thought I loved my children
less; And every week, and every day, My flock it seem'd to
melt away; They dwindled,
sir, sad sight to see From ten to five, from five to three,
A lamb, a wether, and a ewe; And then at last from three to two; And,
of my fifty, yesterday I had but only one: And here
it lies upon my arm, Alas, and I have none; To-day
I fetch'd it from the rock-- It is the last of all my flock.'

_W. Wordsworth_ CLXI _THE ROMANCE

OF THE SWAN'S NEST_ Little Ellie sits alone 'Mid the beeches of a
meadow, By a stream-side on the grass; And the trees are
showering down Doubles of their leaves in shadow On her shining

hair and face. She has thrown her bonnet by; And her feet she has been
dipping In the shallow waters' flow-- Now she holds them nakedly In her
hands, all sleek and dripping, While she rocketh to and fro. Little
Ellie sits alone, And the smile she softly useth Fills

the silence like a speech: While she thinks what shall be done, And the
sweetest pleasure chooseth For her future, within reach. Little Ellie
in her smile Chooseth--'I will have a lover, Riding on a steed of
steeds! He shall love me
without guile; And to _him_ I will discover That swan's

nest among the reeds. 'And the steed it shall be red-roan, And the
lover
shall be noble, With an eye that takes the breath, And the lute he
plays upon
Shall strike ladies into trouble, As his sword strikes men to death.
'And
the steed it shall be shod All in silver, housed in azure, And the mane
shall swim the wind; And the hoofs along
the sod Shall flash onward and keep measure, Till the shepherds
look behind. 'He will kiss me on the mouth Then, and lead me as a
lover, Through the crowds that praise

his deeds; And, when soul-tied by one troth, Unto _him_ I will discover
That swan's nest among the reeds.' Little
Ellie, with her smile Not yet ended, rose up gaily,--
Tied the bonnet, donn'd the shoe, And went homeward round a mile, Just
to see, as she did daily, What more
eggs were with the two. Pushing through the elm-tree copse, Winding by
the stream, light-hearted, Where the osier pathway
leads-- Past the boughs she stoops and stops:
Lo! the wild swan had deserted, And a rat had gnaw'd the reeds. Ellie
went h

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