SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Near Dove Springs Junction; A girl whom nobody ever praised, A maiden whose lovers were few. A dandelion by a mossy boulder, Fair as a solitary shining star, She lived unknown. Few were informed of her death. But it made a difference to some. Eh, William Wordsworth? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COMMONPLACE by WALT WHITMAN SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 1 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 34 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE FOREIGNERS: 2 by CARLOS BULOSAN BRAW LADS O' GALLA WATER by ROBERT BURNS ARISTOMENES by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |