William Wordsworth Quotes
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We live by Admiration, Hope, and Love; And, even as these are well and wisely fixed, In dignity of being we ascend.
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Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws.
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Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind--But how could I forget thee?
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Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.
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And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
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The childhood of today is the manhood of tomorrow
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When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign is solitude.
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But who would force the soul tilts with a straw Against a champion cased in adamant
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I'm not talking about a "show me other walls of this thing" button, I mean a "stumble" button for wallbase.
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Hearing often-times the still, sad music of humanity, nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power to chasten and subdue.
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Let the moon shine on the in thy solitary walk; and let the misty mountain-winds be free to blow against thee.
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The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, An appetite; a feeling and a love that had no need of a remoter charm by thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
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But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.
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The Primrose for a veil had spread The largest of her upright leaves; And thus for purposes benign, A simple flower deceives.
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I've watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! Indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless! - not frozen seas More motionless! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again!
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The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink I heard a voice it said Drink, pretty creature, drink'
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Everything is tedious when one does not read with the feeling of the Author.
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The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
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I, methought, while the sweet breath of heaven Was blowing on my body, felt within A correspondent breeze, that gently moved With quickening virtue, but is now become A tempest, a redundant energy, Vexing its own creation.
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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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The streams with softest sound are flowing, The grass you almost hear it growing, You hear it now, if e'er you can.
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The mysteries that cups of flowers infold And all the gorgeous sights which fairies do behold.