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William Wordsworth quotes - page 5
Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out By help of dreams -- can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our Minds, into the Mind of Man.
William Wordsworth
And through the heat of conflict keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.
William Wordsworth
Since every mortal power of Coleridge Was frozen at its marvellous source, The rapt one, of the godlike forehead, The heaven-eyed creature sleeps in earth And Lamb, the frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth.
William Wordsworth
Huge and mighty forms that do not live like living men, moved slowly through the mind by day and were trouble to my dreams.
William Wordsworth
A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free.
William Wordsworth
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy.
William Wordsworth
Scorn not the sonnet. Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart.
William Wordsworth
Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose type of things through all degrees.
William Wordsworth
What though the radiance which was once so bright; Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour; Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find; Strength in what remains behin.
William Wordsworth
Myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away less happy than the one That by the unwilling ploughshare died to prove The tender charm of poetry and love.
William Wordsworth
The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
William Wordsworth
Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop Than when we soar.
William Wordsworth
Yet tears to human suffering are due And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone.
William Wordsworth
He murmurs near the running brooks A music sweeter than their own.
William Wordsworth
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
William Wordsworth
A light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove.
William Wordsworth
A simple child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death.
William Wordsworth
She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me.
William Wordsworth
Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very heaven.
William Wordsworth
Brothers all In honour, as in one community, Scholars and gentlemen.
William Wordsworth
The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an angel's wing.
William Wordsworth
The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart.
William Wordsworth
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