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
beauty good high homely living plain thinking
Plain living and high thinking are no more:The homely beauty of the good old causeIs gone.
food homeless homes near tables thousand
And homeless near a thousand homes I stood,And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.
sweet home lakes
Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow!
home cooking tables
And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.
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.
dream strong home
And oft I thought (my fancy was-so strong) That I, at last, a resting-place had found: 'Here: will I dwell,' said I,' my whole life long, Roaming the illimitable waters round; Here will I live, of all but heaven disowned. And end my days upon the peaceful flood - To break my dream the vessel reached its bound; And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.
lying home clouds
But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!.
heart home destiny
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.
wise home heaven
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
common harvest quiet random round sleeps truths
In common things that round us lieSome random truths he can impart, --The harvest of a quiet eyeThat broods and sleeps on his own heart.
birth deeper impulses
Impulses of deeper birth have come to him in solitude.
form function shall
Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide;The Form remains, the Function never dies.
noisy strongest whom
Strongest mindsAre often those of whom the noisy worldHears least.
heaven knows
Not in Utopia, -- subterranean fields, -- Or some secreted island, Heaven knows where! But in the very world, which is the world Of all of us, -- the place where in the end We find our happiness, or not at all!