“Where are your books? - that light bequeathed To beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of something far more deeply… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Serene will be our days, and bright and happy will our nature be, when love is an unerring light, and joy its… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet's dream. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“If thou indeed derive thy light from Heaven, Then, to the measure of that heaven-born light, Shine, Poet! in thy place, and… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice; The confidence of reason give, And in the light of truth thy… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Stern daughter of the voice of God! O Duty! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
That blessed mood in which the burthen of the mystery, in which the heavy and the weary weight of all this unintelligible… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
His high endeavours are an inward light That makes the path before him always bright. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be? It is the generous spirit,… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none; / Look up a second time, and, one by one, / You… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Behold the Child among his new-born blisses A six years' Darling of a pigmy size! See, where 'mid work of his own… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Spade! Thou art a tool of honor in my hands. I press thee, through a yielding soil, with pride. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Brothers all In honour, as in one community, Scholars and gentlemen. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The eye— it cannot choose but see; we cannot bid the ear be still; our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good.” — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Where are your books? - that light bequeathed To beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From dead men… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Knowledge and increase of enduring joy From the great Nature that exists in works Of mighty Poets. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament: Her eyes… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
