A transcription of The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth

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                <l>You solitary Highland Lass!</l>
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                <l>Stop here, or gently pass!</l>
                <l>Alone she cuts and binds the grain,</l>
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                <l>O listen! for the Vale profound</l>
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                <l>No Nightingale did ever chaunt</l>
                <l>More welcome notes to weary bands</l>
                <l>Of travellers in some shady haunt,</l>
                <l>Among Arabian sands:</l>
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                <l>A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard</l>
                <l>In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,</l>
                <l>Breaking the silence of the seas</l>
                <l>Among the farthest Hebrides.</l>
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                <l>Will no one tell me what she sings? —</l>
                <l>Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow</l>
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                <l>And battles long ago:</l>
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                <l>Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang</l>
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                <l>I listened, motionless and still;</l>
                <l>And, as I mounted up the hill,</l>
                <l>The music in my heart I bore,</l>
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"The Solitary Reaper"

2019 Frank Publishing 2019

The Solitary Reaper

William Wordsworth 1924 R.G. Adams #169 Co. Boston Columbus, OH

This transcription was made from a collection of poems, entitled "Romantic Poetry"

Abbey Frankforter Encoded and Transcribed The Solitary Reaper Matt Cohen Modification of template for Intro DH Amanda Gailey Creation of template

The Solitary Reaper

Behold her, single in the field, You solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, 5 And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard 5 In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow 10 For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it somemore humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day: Some natural sorrow, loss of pain, 15 That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending; — 20 I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

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"The Solitary Reaper"

2019 Frank Publishing 2019

The Solitary Reaper

William Wordsworth 1924 R.G. Adams #169 Co. Boston Columbus, OH

This transcription was made from a collection of poems, entitled "Romantic Poetry"

Abbey Frankforter Encoded and Transcribed The Solitary Reaper Matt Cohen Modification of template for Intro DH Amanda Gailey Creation of template

The Solitary Reaper

Behold her, single in the field, You solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it somemore humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day: Some natural sorrow, loss of pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang As if her song could have no ending; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending; — I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.