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TO THE MEMORY OF RAISLEY CALVERT by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

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First Line: CALVERT! IT MUST NOT BE UNHEARD BY THEM
Last Line: TO THINK HOW MUCH OF THIS WILL BE THY PRAISE.
CALVERT! it must not be unheard by them
Who may respect my name, that I to thee
Owed many years of early liberty.
This care was thine when sickness did condemn
Thy youth to hopeless wasting, root and stem --
That I, if frugal and severe, might stray
Where'er I liked; and finally array
My temples with the Muse's diadem.
Hence, if in freedom I have loved the truth;
If there be aught of pure, or good, or great,
In my past verse; or shall be, in the lays
Of higher mood, which now I meditate; --
It gladdens me, O worthy, short-lived, Youth!
To think how much of this will be thy praise.





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