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
fear hearts human judge man nature prevail reason righteous solemn wise words
Why do not words and kiss, and solemn pledge, And nature that is kind in woman's breast, And reason that in man is wise and good, And fear of Him who is a righteous Judge - Why do not these prevail for human life, To keep two hearts together, that be
fixed man open solitary wind
As if the man had fixed his face,In many a solitary place,Against the wind and open sky!
awful man pure thy
But man is thy most awful instrumentIn working out a pure intent.
arms happy man wish
Who is the happy Warrior? Who is heThat every man in arms should wish to be?
hope man
A man of hope and forward-looking mind/ Even to the last!
heart man
And much it grieved my heart to thinkWhat Man has made of Man.
men cloaks old-man
Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm.
distinct existence nourished spots
There are in our existence spots of timeThat with distinct pre-eminence retainA renovating virtue, whence . . . our mindsAre nourished and invisibly repaired.
barrier blessed fresh joyous mother thee thoughts
Without Thee what is all the morning's wealth?Come, blessed barrier between day and day,Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!
became fell path round
When a damp/ Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand/ The thing became a trumpet; whence he blew/ Soul-animating strains - alas, too few!
dark discordant elements invisible move reconciles society
There is a dark invisible workmanship - that reconciles discordant elements - and makes them move in one society
break comfort strength
There is a comfort in the strength of love;'T will make a thing endurable, which elseWould overset the brain, or break the heart. . . .
break comfort strength
There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'T will make a thing endurable, which else Would overset the brain, or break the heart. . . .
absence air art love plant thou thy weak withers
Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant / Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air / Of absence withers what was once so fair?