"You say that two at Conway dwell, 25 And two are gone to sea, Yet ye are seven! I pray you tell, Then did the little maid reply, "You run about, my little maid, If two are in the church-yard laid, "Their graves seen," 30 35 are green, they may be WE ARE SEVEN (1798) -A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, I met a little cottage girl: She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. O gentle reader! you would find A tale in every thing. What more I have to say is short, And you must kindly take it: It is no tale; but, should you think, One summer-day I chanced to see "You're overtasked, good Simon Lee, I struck, and with a single blow At which the poor old man so long 70 75 80 85 Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; 10 The birds around me hopped and played, The budding twigs spread out their fan, And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, EXPOSTULATION AND REPLY (1798) "Why, William, on that old grey stone, 20 10 "You look round on your Mother Earth, One morning thus, by Esthwaite lake, "The eye 20 |