Poetry Quotes by William Wordsworth

Poetry has never brought me in enough money to buy shoestrings.

— William Wordsworth

Wisdom married to immortal verse.

— William Wordsworth

Poetry is the outcome of emotions recollected in tranquility.

— William Wordsworth

Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.

— William Wordsworth

poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge

— William Wordsworth

And mighty poets in their misery dead.

— William Wordsworth

Take the sweet poetry of life away, and what remains behind?

— William Wordsworth

“Go to the poets, they will speak to thee More perfectly of purer creatures--”

— William Wordsworth

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

— William Wordsworth

We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.

— William Wordsworth

Knowledge and increase of enduring joy From the great Nature that exists in works Of mighty Poets.

— William Wordsworth

The Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society.

— William Wordsworth

Poetry is most just to its divine origin, when it administers the comforts and breathes the thoughts of religion.

— William Wordsworth

“Sweet is the lore which nature brings; Our meddling intellect Misshapes the beauteous forms of things— We murder to dissect.”

— William Wordsworth

The vision and the faculty divine; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse.

— William Wordsworth

“Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather…

— William Wordsworth

“There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else Would overset the brain, or break…

— William Wordsworth

“Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its…

— William Wordsworth

Laying out grounds... may be considered as a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting… it is to assist Nature…

— William Wordsworth

A great poet ought to a certain degree to rectify men's feelings... to render their feelings more sane, pure and permanent, in…

— William Wordsworth

“The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in…

— William Wordsworth

The Poet, gentle creature as he is, Hath, like the Lover, his unruly times; His fits when he is neither sick nor…

— William Wordsworth

“The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be…

— William Wordsworth

“ She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there…

— William Wordsworth

I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and…

— William Wordsworth

“ A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing…

— William Wordsworth

I have said that poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity: the…

— William Wordsworth

“She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament:…

— William Wordsworth

“What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back…

— William Wordsworth

In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs-in spite of things silently gone out…

— William Wordsworth

“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on,…

— William Wordsworth

What is a Poet? He is a man speaking to men: a man, it is true, endued with more lively sensibility, more…

— William Wordsworth

“ She Was A Phantom of Delight She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely…

— William Wordsworth

“Lines Written In Early Spring I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood…

— William Wordsworth

“ Upon Westminster Bridge Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by…

— William Wordsworth

“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

“The knowledge both of the Poet and the Man of science is pleasure; but the knowledge of the one cleaves to us…

— William Wordsworth

It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical…

— William Wordsworth

“Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind I turned to share the transport—Oh! with whom But thee, deep buried in the silent tomb,…

— William Wordsworth

“[...]the stately and slow-moving Turk, With freight of slippers piled beneath his arm.”

— William Wordsworth