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A mild morning. William worked at the Cuckoo poem.... At the closing in of day, went to sit in the orchard. William came to me, and walked backwards and forwards. W. repeated the poem to me. I left him there; and in 20 minutes he came in, rather tired with attempting to write.
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Friday (March 25).--A beautiful morning. William worked at 'The Cuckoo'.
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My heart leaps up,
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MY HEART LEAPS UP WHEN I BEHOLD
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Poems referring to the Period of Childhood. In 1807 it was No. 4 of the series called
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Moods of my own Mind.