The vision and the faculty divine; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse. William Wordsworth More Quotes by William Wordsworth More Quotes From William Wordsworth I'll teach my boy the sweetest things; I'll teach him how the owlet sings. William Wordsworth my-boysteachboys poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge William Wordsworth breathspoetryspirit Bliss it was in that dawn to be alive But to be young was very heaven. William Wordsworth alivedawnheaven I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of something far more deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, and the round ocean, and the living air, and the blue sky, and in the mind of man. William Wordsworth oceanmenlife The thought of death sits easy on the man Who has been born and dies among the mountains. William Wordsworth mountaineasymen Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire Put on, to welcome spring, their best attire, Poor Robin is yet flowerless; but how gay With his red stalks upon this sunny day! William Wordsworth gayblowspring Books! tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. William Wordsworth naturesweetbook But to a higher mark than song can reach, William Wordsworth markrosesong Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own; William Wordsworth mothermenchildren Great God! I'd rather be a Pagan. William Wordsworth pagan Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will. William Wordsworth agebooklying The clouds that gather round the setting sun do take a sober colouring from an eye that hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, to me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. William Wordsworth flowerheartlying A simple child. That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb. What should it know of death? William Wordsworth lifedeathchildren Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story: There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine. William Wordsworth flowerstorieslong In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs-in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed, the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time. William Wordsworth passiondifferenceslaw A soul so pitiably forlorn, If such do on this earth abide, May season apathy with scorn, May turn indifference to pride; And still be not unblest- compared With him who grovels, self-debarred From all that lies within the scope Of holy faith and christian hope; Or, shipwrecked, kindles on the coast False fires, that others may be lost. William Wordsworth pridechristianlying The very flowers are sacred to the poor. William Wordsworth sacredpoorflower Our meddling intellect Misshapes the beauteous forms of things We murder to dissect William Wordsworth intellectmurderform While all the future, for thy purer soul, William Wordsworth soullove-islife Every gift of noble origin Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath. William Wordsworth nobilitybreathsnoble
