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The Wife a-Lost by William Barnes

By William Barnes

Topics: nature-poetry

Since I noo mwore do zee your feace, Up steairs or down below, I’ll zit me in the lwonesome pleace, Where flat-bough’d beech do grow; Below the beeches’ bough, my love, Where you did never come, An’ I don’t look to meet ye now, As I do look at hwome. Since you noo mwore be at my zide, In walks in zummer het, I’ll goo alwone where mist do ride,

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"Since I noo mwore do zee your feace,..."

"The Wife a-Lost" by William Barnes is a nature english poem consisting of 35 lines. This English poem by William Barnes demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Since I noo mwore do zee your feace, Up steairs or down below,...", this piece explores themes of nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. William Barnes's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About William Barnes

William Barnes (1801–1886) was an English poet who wrote in Dorset dialect. His nature poems and pastoral verses celebrate rural English life with linguistic precision and deep feeling.

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