All William Wordsworth Quotes
- Where is it now, the glory and the dream? Dream
- A genial hearth, a hospitable board, and a refined rusticity. Board
- A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. Blame
- The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, An appetite; a feeling and a… Any
- Myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away; less happy than the one… Away Less
- A Briton even in love should be A subject, not a slave! Briton
- Stern Winter loves a dirge-like sound. Dirge
- But how can he expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take… All
- Thou has left behind Powers that will work for thee,-air, earth, and skies! There 's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget… Agonies
- And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love. Him
- Of all that is most beauteous, imaged there In happier beauty; more pellucid streams, An ampler ether, a diviner air, And fields invested with purpureal… Air
- The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward… Beauty
- Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place. Beauty
- How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land! Brother
- On a fair prospect some have looked, And felt, as I have heard them say, As if the moving time had been A thing as… Been
- That kill the bloom before its time, And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair. Blanch
- She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight, A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as… All
- The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration. Adoration
- Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays: A face o'er which a thousand shadows… Alas
- Far from the world I walk, and from all care. All
- But who would force the soul tilts with a straw Against a champion cased in adamant Adamant
- And the most difficult of tasks to keep Heights which the soul is competent to gain. Competent
- And when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory… Consciousness
- Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither. Brought
- And when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet; whence he blew Soul-animating strains,-alas! too few. Alas