William Wordsworth Quotes
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Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light
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Death is the quiet haven of us all.
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She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!
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The eye— it cannot choose but see; we cannot bid the ear be still; our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our will.
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For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
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I am already kindly disposed towards you. My friendship it is not in my power to give: this is a gift which no man can make, it is not in our own power: a sound and healthy friendship is the growth of time and circumstance, it will spring up and thrive like a wildflower when these favour, and when they do not, it is in vain to look for it.
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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.
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A Briton even in love should be A subject, not a slave!
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Stern daughter of the voice of God! O Duty! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring and reprove.
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Let Nature be your teacher
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Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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The wealthiest man among us is the best
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That kill the bloom before its time, And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair.
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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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Sweet Mercy! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth's bitter leaven Effaced forever.
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May books and nature be their early joy!
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One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
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Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing.
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What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.