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
men light common
At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.
pride boys joy
I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified; We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
dream half forgotten
Hunt half a day for a forgotten dream.
wisdom married immortal
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
horse flying balloons
There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.
dream sea land
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet's dream.
dream light sight
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.
food boards refined
A genial hearth, a hospitable board, and a refined rusticity.
kissing simple cooking
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.
love passion eye
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 love that had no need of a remoter charm by thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
love flower larks
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 That by the unwilling ploughshare died to prove The tender charm of poetry and love.
time moving scene
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 steadfast as the scene On which they gazed themselves away.
love slave should
A Briton even in love should be A subject, not a slave!
love should heed
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 no heed at all?