The Solitary Reaper By William Wordsworth
I chose The Solitary Reaper because it is one William Wordsworth's classics. This poem is about William Wordsworth sitting in the field watching a girl harvesting. He was listening to the maiden singing and said her voice was beautiful. He describes every word very well such as 'And sings a melancholy strain' and 'More welcome notes of weary bands of travellers in some shady haunt.'