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There was a Boy
(William Wordsworth)

There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs
And islands of Winander!--many a time,
At evening, when the earliest stars began
To move along the edges of the hills,
Rising or setting, would he stand alone,
Beneath the trees, or by the glimmering lake;
And there, with fingers interwoven, both hands
Pressed closely palm to palm and to his mouth
Uplifted, he, as through an instrument,
Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls,
That they might answer him.--And they would shout
Across the watery vale, and shout again,
Responsive to his call,--with quivering peals,
And long halloos, and screams, and echoes loud
Redoubled and redoubled; concourse wild
Of jocund din! And, when there came a pause
Of silence such as baffled his best skill:
Then, sometimes, in that silence, while he hung
Listening, a gentle shock of mild surprise
Has carried far into his heart the voice
Of mountain-torrents; or the visible scene
Would enter unawares into his mind
With all its solemn imagery, its rocks,
Its woods, and that uncertain heaven received
Into the bosom of the steady lake.
This boy was taken from his mates, and died
In childhood, ere he was full twelve years old.
Pre-eminent in beauty is the vale
Where he was born and bred: the churchyard hangs
Upon a slope above the village-school;
And, through that church-yard when my way has led
On summer-evenings, I believe, that there
A long half-hour together I have stood
Mute--looking at the grave in which he lies!


Poems/ Poetry / Quotations by William Wordsworth
 A Whirl-blast From Behind The Hill | A Wren's Nest | Andrew Jones | Anecdote For Fathers | Animal Tranquillity And Decay | Brothers, The | Calm Is All Nature As A Resting Wheel. | Complaint Of A Forsaken Indian Woman, The | Danish Boy, The: A Fragment | Elegiac Stanzas | England, 1802 ii | England, 1802 iii | "She Was a Phantom of Delight" | "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" | "Three Years She Grew in Sun and Shower," | A Complaint | A Poet's Epitaph | Dion | Foresight | Forsaken, The | Fountain, The: A Conversation | Green Linnet, The | Hart-Leap Well | I Travelled Among Unknown Men | Idle Shepherd Boys, The | Inside of King's College Chapel, Cambridge | It Is a Beauteous Evening | It was an April morning: fresh and clear | Kitten And Falling Leaves, The | Last of The Flock, The | Lines Left upon a Seat in a Yew-tree | Lucy ii | Lucy iv | Lucy v | Michael: A Pastoral Poem | Mother's Return, The | November, 1806 | O Nightingale! Thou Surely Art | Old Cumberland Beggar, The | Rainbow, The | Sailor's Mother, The | She Was a Phantom of Delight | Simon Lee: The Old Huntsman | Simplon Pass, The | Speak! | Stepping Westward | Thorn, The | Three Years She Grew | There was a Boy | World Is Too Much With Us, The | Virgin, The | Trosachs, The | To A Butterfly (first poem) | To A Sexton | To a Skylark | To Joanna | To The Cuckoo | To The Daisy (first poem) | To The Daisy (fourth poem) | To The Same Flower (second poem) | Upon Westminster Bridge | Waterfall and The Eglantine, The | Yarrow Revisited |


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