She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

I read this cute li’l poem in the ‘Exercise’ section of my 10th grade English textbook (yeah, I can remember things as trivial as that) – remembered it today, actually remembered just the last line. But hey, in this world of Google, a line is more than enough! Hail God Google!

She dwelt among the untrodden ways, by William Wordsworth

She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!


5 thoughts on “She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

  1. Sorry Nik. I’ve removed the pic.

    BTW, I wouldn’t have specified the Image Source if stealing was the intent. But I should’ve asked you first, you’re right. Sorry!


  2. Quite interesting reading. the metaphor of the violet hidden behind the mossy stone, brings out a feeling of sadness because Lucy’s beauty must be seen in order for her to be appreciated. Many lives are like Lucy’s as they live unnoticed for the many discoveries and beautiful things they do for others and their communities. Hey not all ‘beauty queens’ will ever make it to the cat walk and that is sad.


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