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
yellow
A primrose by a river's brimA yellow primrose was to him,And it was nothing more.
conclude good poem poet produced
A poet who has not produced a good poem before he is twenty-five, we may conclude cannot, and never will do so.
competent difficult soul tasks
And the most difficult of tasks to keepHeights which the soul is competent to gain.
deadly empire mighty shall
Another year! - another deadly blow!/ Another mighty empire overthrown!/ And we are left, or shall be left, alone.
blows deep flower hath heart human joys lie meanest palms race thanks thoughts
Another race hath been, and other palms are won./ Thanks to the human heart by which we live,/ Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears,/ To me the meanest flower that blows can give/ Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
bald huge seen stone top
As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie/ Couched on the bald top of an eminence.
beauty bright city fields glittering lie open silent temples unto wear
This city now doth, like a garment, wear the beauty of the morning; silent bare, ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
golf round spent
A day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
happiness
A day it was when I could bearTo think, and think, and think again;With so much happiness to spare,I could not feel a pain.
bright creature daily food human simple smiles tears transient
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
dare ear fits passion strange
Strange fits of passion have I known:/ And I will dare to tell,/ But in the lover's ear alone,/ What once to me befell.
faces silent sipping
Some sipping punch, some sipping tea,/ But, as you by their faces see,/ All silent and all damned!
grow life shall
So was it when my life began;So is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!
alone dead earth great living noble society
One great society alone on earth: the noble living and the noble dead