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
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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility
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Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge
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Take the sweet poetry of life away, and what remains behind?
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Poetry is most just to its divine origin, when it administers the comforts and breathes the thoughts of religion.
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Knowledge and increase of enduring joy From the great Nature that exists in works Of mighty Poets.
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Poetry has never brought me in enough money to buy shoestrings.
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Poetry is the outcome of emotions recollected in tranquility.
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I have said that poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity: the emotion is contemplated till, by a species of reaction, the tranquillity gradually disappears, and an emotion, kindred to that which was before the subject of contemplation, is gradually produced, and does itself actually exist in the mind.
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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
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The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;The winds that will be howling at all hours,And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;For this, for everything, we are out of tune.
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The waves beside them danced; but they/ Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:/ A poet could not but be gay,/ In such a jocund company.
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A simple child,That lightly draws its breath,And feels its life in every limb,What should it know of death?