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...presence turns out to be riven by that contradiction. The unresolved tension appears in the exclamation, "Yet a little while / May I behold in thee what I was once," which may declare Wordsworth's reassurance of at least limited access to his former self, but equally...

...portrait of Dorothy is in fact a portrait of William's passion, as reflected in her eyes: [I] read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy...behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister! (117-22) This language of passion is the more noteworthy because its reference to himself five years...

...finds only one last orphan, chastened and adrift. PART III LORDS OF THE FOWL AND THE BRUTE Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege....the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy. . . . — William Wordsworth Naked and without a man-made thing, I depend on Nature, who, if we will...

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