Religion Quotes by William Wordsworth

Wisdom and spirit of the Universe!

— William Wordsworth

poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge

— William Wordsworth

Faith is a passionate intuition.

— William Wordsworth

One in whom persuasion and belief Had ripened into faith, and faith become A passionate intuition.

— William Wordsworth

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

— William Wordsworth

Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.

— William Wordsworth

Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the…

— 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

“Where are your books? - that light bequeathed To beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From…

— William Wordsworth

Yet sometimes, when the secret cup Of still and serious thought went round, It seemed as if he drank it up, He…

— William Wordsworth

in the mind of man, A motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls…

— William Wordsworth

'T is hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of faith, and round the sufferer's temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower,…

— William Wordsworth

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

“Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is the countenance of all science.”

— William Wordsworth

“This son of his old age was yet more dear— Less from instinctive tenderness, the same Fond spirit that blindly works in…

— 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 seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a…

— William Wordsworth

. . .this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 't is her privilege, Through…

— William Wordsworth

He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away,…

— 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