William Wordsworth Quotes
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Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
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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?
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A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident tomorrows.
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There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.
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Come, blessed barrier between day and day, Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!
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And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy because We have been glad of yore.
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To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together... humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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For youthful faults ripe virtues shall atone.
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Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice; The confidence of reason give, And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live!
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'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes!
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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The oldest man he seemed that ever wore grey hairs.
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The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.
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A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.
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The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose.
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But to a higher mark than song can reach, Rose this pure eloquence.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
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Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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The first cuckoo's melancholy cry.
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Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns.