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    Lines Written In Early Spring I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure:-- But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?


    — William Wordsworth

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    In 1797 Wordsworth and his sister Dorothy moved to Alfoxton House Somerset just a few miles away from Coleridge's home in Nether Stowey. Wordsworth as with his siblings had little involvement with their father and they would be distant from him until his death in 1783. He received a legacy of £900 from Raisley Calvert in 1795 so that he could pursue writing poetry.

    Wordsworth was Britain's Poet Laureate from 1843 until his death in 1850. William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) was a major English Romantic poet who with Samuel Taylor Coleridge helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature with the 1798 joint publication Lyrical Ballads.

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