William Wordsworth

"Among a grave fraternity of Monks, For One, but surely not for One alone, Triumphs, in that great work, the Painter's skill, Humbling the body,"

"PART THIRD I've heard of one, a gentle Soul, Though given to sadness and to gloom, And for the fact will vouch, one night It chanced that"

"The little hedgerow birds, That peck along the road, regard him not. He travels on, and in his face, his step, His gait, is one expression; every l"

"If with old love of you, dear Hills! I share New love of many a rival image brought From far, forgive the wanderings of my thought: Nor art tho"

"From the fierce aspect of this River, throwing His giant body o'er the steep rock's brink, Back in astonishment and fear we shrink: But, gradua"

"We saw, but surely, in the motley crowd, Not One of us has felt the far-famed sight; How 'could' we feel it? each the other's blight, Hurried a"

"Thus they, with freaks of proud delight, Beguile the remnant of the night; And many a snatch of jovial song Regales them as they wind along; While"

"See what gay wild flowers deck this earth-built Cot, Whose smoke, forth-issuing whence and how it may, Shines in the greeting of the sun's first"

"O for a dirge! But why complain? Ask rather a triumphal strain When Fermor's race is run; A garland of immortal boughs To twine around the Ch"

"Failing impartial measure to dispense To every suitor, Equity is lame; And social Justice, stript of reverence For natural rights, a mockery an"

"What aspect bore the Man who roved or fled, First of his tribe, to this dark dell who first In this pellucid Current slaked his thirst? What ho"

"Threats come which no submission may assuage, No sacrifice avert, no power dispute; The tapers shall be quenched, the belfries mute, And, 'mid"

"Though many suns have risen and set Since thou, blithe May, wert born, And Bards, who hailed thee, may forget Thy gift, thy beauty scorn; There"

"Screams round the Arch-druid's brow the seamew white As Menai's foam; and toward the mystic ring Where Augurs stand, the Future questioning, Sl"

"Fear hath a hundred eyes that all agree To plague her beating heart; and there is one (Nor idlest that!) which holds communion With things that"

"RETROSPECT LOVE OF NATURE LEADING TO LOVE OF MAN What sounds are those, Helvellyn, that are heard Up to thy summit, through the depth of air Ascen"

"SCHOOL-TIME (continued) Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace The simple ways in which my childhood w"

"How richly glows the water's breast Before us, tinged with evening hues, While, facing thus the crimson west, The boat her silent course pursues!"

"We had a female Passenger who came From Calais with us, spotless in array, A white-robed Negro, like a lady gay, Yet downcast as a woman fearing bl"

"Age! twine thy brows with fresh spring flowers, And call a train of laughing Hours; And bid them dance, and bid them sing; And thou, too, mingl"

"Weep not, beloved Friends! nor let the air For me with sighs be troubled. Not from life Have I been taken; this is genuine life And this alone,"

"The Jung-Frau And The Fall Of The Rhine Near Schaffhausen, The Virgin Mountain, wearing like a Queen A brilliant crown of everlasting snow, S"

"Yes, it was the mountain Echo, Solitary, clear, profound, Answering to the shouting Cuckoo, Giving to her sound for sound! Unsolicited reply To"

"Nor shall the eternal roll of praise reject Those Unconforming; whom one rigorous day Drives from their Cures, a voluntary prey To poverty, and"

"I To barren heath, bleak moor, and quaking fen, Or depth of labyrinthine glen; Or into trackless forest set With trees, whose lofty umbrage met;"

"Four fiery steeds impatient of the rein Whirled us o'er sunless ground beneath a sky As void of sunshine, when, from that wide plain, Clear top"

"Why should we weep or mourn, Angelic boy, For such thou wert ere from our sight removed, Holy, and ever dutiful beloved From day to day with ne"

"It is not to be thought of that the Flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, "w"

"Oft have I seen, ere Time had ploughed my cheek, Matrons and Sires who, punctual to the call Of their loved Church, on fast or festival Through"

"There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs And islands of Winander! many a time, At evening, when the earliest stars began To move along the edge"

"I travelld among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. Tis past, that melancholy d"

"Jones! as from Calais southward you and I Went pacing side by side, this public Way Streamed with the pomp of a too-credulous day, When faith was p"

"Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, The pious bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The bird that comes about our doors When"

"Those breathing Tokens of your kind regard, (Suspect not, Anna, that their fate is hard; Not soon does aught to which mild fancies cling In lon"

"Oh! pleasant exercise of hope and joy! For mighty were the auxiliars which then stood Upon our side, we who were strong in love! Bliss was it in th"

""And shall," the Pontiff asks, "profaneness flow "From Nazareth, source of Christian piety, "From Bethlehem, from the Mounts of Agony "And glor"

"The encircling ground, in native turf arrayed, Is now by solemn consecration given To social interests, and to favouring Heaven; And where the"

"Such fruitless questions may not long beguile Or plague the fancy 'mid the sculptured shows Conspicuous yet where Oroonoko flows; 'There' would"

"That way look, my Infant, lo! What a pretty baby-show! See the kitten on the wall, Sporting with the leaves that fall, Withered leaves, one, two,"

"Untouched through all severity of cold; Inviolate, whate'er the cottage hearth Might need for comfort, or for festal mirth; That Pile of Turf i"

"By vain affections unenthralled, Though resolute when duty called To meet the world's broad eye, Pure as the holiest cloistered nun That ever"

"In youth from rock to rock I went From hill to hill in discontent Of pleasure high and turbulent, Most pleased when most uneasy; But now my own de"

"This Height a ministering Angel might select: For from the summit of BLACK COMB (dread name Derived from clouds and storms!) the amplest range Of u"

"(The Final Submission Of The Tyrolese) Ye Storms, resound the praises of your King! And ye mild Seasons, in a sunny clime, Midway on some high hil"

"List, ye who pass by Lyulph's Tower At eve; how softly then Doth Aira-force, that torrent hoarse, Speak from the woody glen! Fit music for a"

"High in the breathless Hall the Minstrel sate, And Emont's murmur mingled with the Song. The words of ancient time I thus translate, A festal"

"For action born, existing to be tried, Powers manifold we have that intervene To stir the heart that would too closely screen Her peace from im"

"Was it to disenchant, and to undo, That we approached the Seat of Charlemaine? To sweep from many an old romantic strain That faith which no de"

"A trouble, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height: Spirits of Po"

"A dark plume fetch me from yon blasted yew, Perched on whose top the Danish Raven croaks; Aloft, the imperial Bird of Rome invokes Departed age"

"Part III. From the Restoration to the Present Times. I saw the figure of a lovely Maid Seated alone beneath a darksome tree, Whose fondly-over"

"See the Condemned alone within his cell And prostrate at some moment when remorse Stings to the quick, and, with resistless force, Assaults the"

"Amid a fertile region green with wood And fresh with rivers, well doth it become The Ducal Owner, in his Palace-home To naturalise this tawny Lion"

"The saintly Youth has ceased to rule, discrowned By unrelenting Death. O People keen For change, to whom the new looks always green! Rejoicing"

"See, where his difficult way that Old Man wins Bent by a load of Mulberry leaves! most hard Appears 'his' lot, to the small Worm's compared, Fo"

"Eternal Lord! eased of a cumbrous load, And loosened from the world, I turn to Thee; Shun, like a shattered bark, the storm, and flee To thy pr"

"Before the world had past her time of youth While polity and discipline were weak, The precept eye for eye, and tooth for tooth, Came forth a l"

"The forest huge of ancient Caledon Is but a name, no more is Inglewood, That swept from hill to hill, from flood to flood: On her last thorn th"

"Is there a power that can sustain and cheer The captive chieftain, by a tyrant's doom, Forced to descend into his destined tomb A dungeon dark! whe"

"Is then no nook of English ground secure From rash assault? Schemes of retirement sown In youth, and 'mid the busy world kept pure As when thei"