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Travelling

This is the spot:—how mildly does the sun
Shine in between the fading leaves! the air
In the habitual silence of this wood
Is more than silent: and this bed of heath,
Where shall we find so sweet a resting-place?
Come!—let me see thee sink into a dream
Of quiet thoughts,—protracted till thine eye
Be calm as water when the winds are gone
And no one can tell whither.—my sweet friend!
We two have had such happy hours together
That my heart melts in me to think of it.

William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth (1770-1850) was a Romantic poet who rejected the very formal poetry that had been in fashion previously and, instead, tried to write poems that communicated feelings honestly using everyday language. In 1843 Wordsworth become the poet laureate, but he only agreed to accept the position on the understanding that he would not be required to write any official poems as part of the laureateship.