Peace Quotes by William Wordsworth

Poetry is the outcome of emotions recollected in tranquility.

— William Wordsworth

Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.

— William Wordsworth

With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of…

— William Wordsworth

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.

— William Wordsworth

Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful…

— William Wordsworth

And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life…

— William Wordsworth

“He is by nature led To peace so perfect that the young behold With envy, what the old man hardly feels.”

— William Wordsworth

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.

— William Wordsworth

Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God! the very houses…

— William Wordsworth

Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements,…

— William Wordsworth

In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind,…

— William Wordsworth

“Now, in this blank of things, a harmony, Home-felt, and home-created,comes to heal That grief for which the senses still supply Fresh…

— William Wordsworth

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun…

— William Wordsworth

Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In…

— William Wordsworth

“Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power…

— William Wordsworth

Happier of happy though I be, like them I cannot take possession of the sky, mount with a thoughtless impulse, and wheel…

— William Wordsworth

“ I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When…

— William Wordsworth