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
flower home years
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 there abides in thee Some concord with humanity, Given to no other flower I see The forest through.
mother heart babe
A babe, by intercourse of touch I held mute dialogues with my Mother's heart.
prison doom
In truth the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is.
eye heart sky
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 thy nest upon the dewy ground?
accomplishment imperfection vain
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 and droop, and seek repose In listlessness from vain perplexity, Unprofitably travelling towards the grave.
flower eye dark
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.
nature growing sound
The streams with softest sound are flowing, The grass you almost hear it growing, You hear it now, if e'er you can.
play ease degrees
Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose type of things through all degrees.
distance eye ice
Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice;Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,Frozen by distance.
music sweet distance
Sweetest melodies.Are those that are by distance made more sweet.
sweet heaven body
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 is now become A tempest, a redundant energy, Vexing its own creation.
joy remember embers
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
brother community gentleman
Brothers all In honour, as in one community, Scholars and gentlemen.
water england needs
Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters.