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William Wordsworth quotes - page 6
On a fair prospect some have looked, And felt, as I have heard them say, As if the moving time had been A thing as steadfast as the scene On which they gazed themselves away.
William Wordsworth
O Reader had you in your mind Such stores as silent thought can bring, O gentle Reader you would find A tale in everything.
William Wordsworth
Give all thou canst high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more.
William Wordsworth
Dreams, books, are each a world and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good. Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
William Wordsworth
Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows That for oblivion take their daily birth From all the fuming vanities of earth.
William Wordsworth
Turning, for them who pass, the common dust Of servile opportunity to gold.
William Wordsworth
The stars of midnight shall be dear To her and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
William Wordsworth
Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness.
William Wordsworth
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep The river glideth at his own sweet will Dear God the very houses seem asleep And all that mighty heart is lying still.
William Wordsworth
The light that never was, on sea or land The consecration, and the Poet's dream.
William Wordsworth
But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for humankind, Is happy as a lover.
William Wordsworth
Who, doomed to go in company with Pain And Fear and Bloodshed,miserable train Turns his necessity to glorious gain.
William Wordsworth
Thou has left behind Powers that will work for thee,air, earth, and skies There 's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee thou hast great allies Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind.
William Wordsworth
Those old credulities, to Nature dear, Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock Of history.
William Wordsworth
Up up my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you 'll grow double Up up my friend, and clear your looks Why all this toil and trouble.
William Wordsworth
Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place.
William Wordsworth
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain That has been, and may be again.
William Wordsworth
The bosom-weight, your stubborn gift, That no philosophy can lift.
William Wordsworth
And he is oft the wisest man Who is not wise at all.
William Wordsworth
Pleasures newly found are sweet When they lie about our feet.
William Wordsworth
But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things.
William Wordsworth
Every gift of noble origin Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath.
William Wordsworth
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