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April was an amazing month for the literary world with both Williams, not only born and dying this month, but they both died on 23rd, which happens to be St. Georges Day. Spooky or what ?

And Shakespeare was also born on 23rd of April..

William Shakespeare

Born: Apr. 23, 1564 Died: Apr. 23, 1616 Playwright. Unquestionably the most famous English Language writer in history, his body of work is so loved and so studied that it has been translated into more languages than any other printed work except the bible. He was born in 1564 to a farmer and gentry and from a very early age showed an interest in storytelling. By 1592, he had established himself as a talented writer and actor at the theatre of London but when plague closed the London theatres for two years he toured the UK and devoted much of his time to writing. He passed away on his 52nd birthday, and the cause of his death remains a mystery.

William Wordsworth

Born: Apr. 7, 1770 Died: Apr. 23, 1850 Born in Cockermouth, in the Lake District, he was the second of five children born to attorney John

Wordsworth.

The area in which Wordsworth would grow up in inspired him and gave him a love of nature. He went on to enjoy acclaim as a poet and would eventually become Poet Laureate. Over the years, declining health and the loss of loved ones would take a toll on Wordsworth. He died in Rydal Mount, at the age of 80.

I wandered lonely as a cloud, that floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, a host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine, and twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line, along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they, out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;

A poet could not be but gay, in such a jocund company! I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie, in vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye, which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills, and dances with the daffodils. Why is abbreviation such a long word?

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My dad told me a poem yesterday.

“ I eat my peas with honey, I’ve done it all my life.

It makes the peas taste funny, but it keeps them on the knife.”

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