Five years have passed; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a… - William Wordsworth

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Five years have passed; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a sweet inland murmur.—Once again Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, Which on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.