William Wordsworth
England
7 Apr 1770 // 23 Apr 1850
Poet
7 Apr 1770 // 23 Apr 1850
Poet
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Intimations of Immortality
As if the man had fixed his face,
In many a solitary place,
Against the wind and open sky!
In many a solitary place,
Against the wind and open sky!
Peter Bell
'A jolly place,' said he, 'in times of old!
But something ails it now: the spot is cursed.'
But something ails it now: the spot is cursed.'
Hart-leap Well
Though inland far we be,
Our souls have sight of that immortal sea
Which brought us hither.
Our souls have sight of that immortal sea
Which brought us hither.
Intimations of Immortality
That heareth not the loud winds when they call,
And moveth all together, if it moves at all.
And moveth all together, if it moves at all.
Resolution and Independence
Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade
Of that which once was great is passed away.
Of that which once was great is passed away.
On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic
Those old credulities, to Nature dear,
Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock
Of history?
Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock
Of history?
Memorials of a Tour in Italy
And homeless near a thousand homes I stood,
And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.
And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.
Guilt and Sorrow
But an old age serene and bright,
And lovely as a Lapland night,
Shall lead thee to thy grave.
And lovely as a Lapland night,
Shall lead thee to thy grave.
To a Young Lady. Dear Child of Nature
Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves
Of their bad influence, and their good receives.
Of their bad influence, and their good receives.
Character of the Happy Warrior
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
Essays
Essays
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
Essays
Essays