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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
Lyricist
Poet
Cockermouth
Cumbria
Wordsworth
Bliss
Solitude
Eye
Pensive
Daffodil
Vacant
Inward

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