All William Wordsworth Quotes
- I look for ghosts; but none will force Their way to me. 'Tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the… Dead
- Private courts, Gloomy as coffins, and unsightly lanes Thrilled by some female vendor's scream, belike The very shrillest of all London cries, May then entangle… Airy
- Tis not in battles that from youth we train The Governor who must be wise and good, And temper with the sternness of the brain… Battle
- Sweetest melodies.Are those that are by distance made more sweet. Distance
- Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice;Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,Frozen by distance. Distance
- Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose type of things through all degrees. All
- The streams with softest sound are flowing, The grass you almost hear it growing, You hear it now, if e'er you can. Almost Hear
- The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods. Abodes
- Either still I find Some imperfection in the chosen theme, Or see of absolute accomplishment Much wanting, so much wanting, in myself, That I recoil… Absolute
- Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with… Abound
- In truth the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is. Doom
- A babe, by intercourse of touch I held mute dialogues with my Mother's heart. Babe
- Bright flower! whose home is everywhere Bold in maternal nature's care And all the long year through the heir Of joy or sorrow, Methinks that… Abides
- I, methought, while the sweet breath of heaven Was blowing on my body, felt within A correspondent breeze, that gently moved With quickening virtue, but… Blowing
- O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! Doth
- Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we… Act
- Burn all the statutes and their shelves: They stir us up against our kind; And worse, against ourselves. All
- Two voices are there: one is of the deep; It learns the storm-cloud's thunderous melody, Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea, Now bird-like… Articulate
- Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze, A visitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings From… Azure
- Great is the glory, for the strife is hard! Funny
- But He is risen, a later star of dawn. Dawn
- With little here to do or see Of things that in the great world be, Sweet Daisy! oft I talk to thee For thou art… Art
- On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life, Musing in solitude, I oft perceive Fair trains of images before me rise, Accompanied by feelings of… Accompanied
- And oft I thought (my fancy was-so strong) That I, at last, a resting-place had found: 'Here: will I dwell,' said I,' my whole life… All
- Pleasures newly found are sweet When they lie about our feet. Feet