This document contains three short poems: 1) Sonnet on the Death of Mr Richard West by Thomas Grey, about mourning the loss of someone who can no longer hear. 2) We Are Seven by William Wordsworth, about a young girl explaining to the narrator that though two siblings have died, she still considers her family to be seven. 3) No information is provided about the third poem.

1. Mr and Mrs Andrews
Gainsborough

2. Ancient of Days
William Blake

3. Extract 1 – Listen!
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11. Sonnet on the Death of Mr Richard West
In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And
redd'ning Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in
vain their amorous descant join; Or cheerful fields
resume their green attire: These ears, alas! for other
notes repine, A different object do these eyes
require: My lonely anguish melts no heart but
mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire. Yet
morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born
pleasure brings to happier men: The fields to all their
wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the
birds complain: I fruitless mourn to him that cannot
hear, And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
Thomas Grey

12. We Are Seven
—A simple child,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?
I met a little cottage girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.
She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
—Her beauty made me glad.
"Sisters and brothers, little maid,
How many may you be?"
"How many? Seven in all," she said,
And wondering looked at me.
"And where are they? I pray you tell."
She answered, "Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.
"Two of us in the churchyard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the churchyard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother."
William
Wordsworth