William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
William Wordsworthwas a major English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature with their joint publication Lyrical Ballads...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 April 1770
money business men
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing.
heart long musical
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
birthday wise time
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind.
business tired self
When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign is solitude.
stupid mind acting
A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.
life stars soul
Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee! . . . . . . Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: So didst thou travel on life's common way In cheerful godliness.
dream glory
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
life thinking law
Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws.
life eye dies
As in the eye of Nature he has lived, So in the eye of Nature let him die!
life differences graves
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!
hours dundee
Oh for a single hour of that Dundee Who on that day the word of onset gave!
light imagination rivals
But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
beauty air gleam
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 gleams.
beauty stars secret-places
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 round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.