I Travell’d among Unknown Men

by William Wordsworth

I travell’d among unknown men
  In lands beyond the sea;
Nor, England! did I know till then
  What love I bore to thee.

’Tis past, that melancholy dream!
  Nor will I quit thy shore
A second time, for still I seem
  To love thee more and more.

Among thy mountains did I feel
  The joy of my desire;
And she I cherish'd turn'd her wheel
  Beside an English fire.

Thy mornings showed, thy nights conceal’d,
  The bowers where Lucy play’d;
And thine too is the last green field
  That Lucy’s eyes survey'd.