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Departing summer hath assumed An aspect tenderly illumed, The gentlest look of spring That calls from yonder leafy shade Unfaded, yet prepared to fade, A timely carolling.

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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Cockermouth
Cumbria
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Looks
Shade
Leafy
Hath
Yonder
Calls
Departing
Aspect
Tenderly
Summer
Timely
Prepared
Fade
Spring
Assumed
Look
Fades
Gentlest

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