“He sang of love, with quiet blending,
Slow to begin, and never ending;
Of serious faith, and inward glee;
That was the song,—the song for me!”

—  William Wordsworth

O Nightingale! Thou Surely Art, l. 17 (1807).

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English Romantic poet 1770–1850

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