William Wordsworth
A major English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature.
Quotes by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and hills, when all at once I saw a crowd, a host, of golden daffodils; beside the lake, beneath the trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
The Child is father of the Man.
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity.
The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.
Come forth into the light of things, let Nature be your teacher.
Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, but to be young was very heaven!
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
One impulse from a vernal wood may teach you more of man, of moral evil and of good, than all the sages can.
The best portion of a good man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by a sight so touching in its majesty.
That inward eye which is the bliss of solitude.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
The human mind is capable of being excited without the application of gross and violent stimulants.
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, and shares the nature of infinity.
A poet could not but be gay, in such a jocund company.
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.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
The sounding cataract haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, the mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, their colours and their forms, were then to me 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.
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.