She dwelt among the untrodden ways"

By: William Wordsworth

Translated into Farsi: Shojaa Naynava

She dwelt among the untrodden ways                                    

Beside the springs of Dove,

A Maid whom there were none to praise              

And very few to love:                                                    

A violet by a mossy stone                                            

Half hidden from the eye!                                                                      

Fair as a star, when only one                                                      

Is shining in the sky.                                                                          

She lived unknown, and few could know                        

When Lucy ceased to be;                                                          

But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me!