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
dim nights passed three words
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
brains dim modes unknown
My brainWorked with a dim and undetermined senseOf unknown modes of being.
dim words
The intellectual power, through words and things,Went sounding on a dim and perilous way!
ancient coming deem dim distant drink fleeting ghostly kindred language listening night notes obscure possible purer visionary
. . . I would stand,If the night blackened with a coming storm,Beneath some rock, listening to notes that areThe ghostly language of the ancient earth,Or make their dim abode in distant winds.Thence did I drink the visionary power;And deem not profitless those fleeting moodsOf shadowy exultation: not for this,That they are kindred to our purer mindAnd intellectual life; but that the soul,Remembering how she felt, but what she feltRemembering not, retains an obscure senseOf possible sublimity. . . .
ancient beneath coming deem dim distant drink felt fleeting ghostly kindred language listening mind moods night notes obscure possible purer visionary
. . . I would stand, If the night blackened with a coming storm, Beneath some rock, listening to notes that are The ghostly language of the ancient earth, Or make their dim abode in distant winds. Thence did I drink the visionary power; And deem not profitless those fleeting moods Of shadowy exultation: not for this, That they are kindred to our purer mind And intellectual life; but that the soul, Remembering how she felt, but what she felt Remembering not, retains an obscure sense Of possible sublimity. . . .
destiny evermore heart hope whether
Whether we be young or old,Our destiny, our being's heart and home,Is with infinitude, and only there;With hope it is, hope that can never die,Effort and expectation, and desire,And something evermore about to be.
almighty bow heads thy
We bow our heads before Thee, and we laudAnd magnify thy name, Almighty God!
age-and-aging beautiful foolish happy nature
With Nature never do they wageA foolish strife; they seeA happy youth, and their old ageIs beautiful and free.
greater
We feel that we are greater than we know.
marble mind newton prism seas silent statue strange
Where the statue stood/ Of Newton with his prism and silent face,/ The marble index of a mind for ever/ Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone.
land lies ship
Where lies the land to which yon ship must go?
art darling invisible thou
Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!Even yet thou art to meNo bird, but an invisible thing,A voice, a mystery. . . .
child earth grew lady nature shall sun three
Three years she grew in sun and shower,/ Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower/ On earth was never sown;/ This child I to myself will take;/ She shall be mine, and I will make/ A Lady of my own.
beauty coming happy ideal pleased rather soft work
Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene,The work of Fancy, or some happy toneOf meditation, slipping in betweenThe beauty coming and the beauty gone.