William Wordsworth Quotes
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The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
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Truth takes no account of centuries.
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Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade Of that which once was great is passed away.
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I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, wherever nature led.
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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Laying out grounds... may be considered as a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting.... it is to assist Nature in moving the affections... the affections of those who have the deepest perception of the beauty of Nature.
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Open-mindedness is the harvest of a quiet eye.
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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
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The monumental pomp of age Was with this goodly personage; A stature undepressed in size, Unbent, which rather seemed to rise In open victory o'er the weight Of seventy years, to loftier height.
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If thou art beautiful, and youth and thought endue thee with all truth-be strong;--be worthy of the grace of God.