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William Wordsworth Quotes | Quotes said by William Wordsworth

  • William Wordsworth Quote #1

    ..........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 Quote #2

    I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

    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.

    Continuous as the stars that shine
    And twinkle on the milky way,
    They stretched in never-ending line
    Along the margin of a bay:
    Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
    Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

    The waves beside them danced; but they
    Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
    A poet could not but be gay,
    In such a jocund company:
    I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
    What wealth the show to me had brought:

    For oft, when on my couch I lie
    In vacant or in pensive mood,
    They flash upon that inward eye
    Which is the bliss of solitude;
    And then my heart with pleasure fills,
    And dances with the daffodils.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #3

    She Was A Phantom of Delight

    She was a Phantom of delight
    When first she gleam'd upon my sight;
    A lovely Apparition, sent
    To be a moment's ornament:
    Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;
    Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
    But all things else about her drawn
    From May-time and the cheerful dawn;
    A dancing shape, an image gay,
    To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

    I saw her upon nearer view,
    A Spirit, yet a Woman too!
    Her household motions light and free,
    And steps of virgin liberty;
    A countenance in which did meet
    Sweet records, promises as sweet;
    A creature not too bright or good
    For human nature's daily food,
    For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
    Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.

    And now I see with eye serene
    The very pulse of the machine;
    A being breathing thoughtful breath,
    A traveller between life and death:
    The reason firm, the temperate will,
    Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;
    A perfect Woman, nobly plann'd
    To warn, to comfort, and command;
    And yet a Spirit still, and bright
    With something of an angel light.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #4

    [...]the stately and slow-moving Turk,
    With freight of slippers piled beneath his arm.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #5

    A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #6

    A simple child. That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb. What should it know of death?

  • William Wordsworth Quote #7

    All that we behold is full of blessings.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #8

    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 Quote #9

    But thou art with us, with us in the past,
    The present, with us in the times to come.
    There is no grief, no sorrow, no despair,
    No languor, no dejection, no dismay,
    No absence scarcely can there be, for those
    Who love as we do. Speed thee well!

  • William Wordsworth Quote #10

    But trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #11

    Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #12

    Come forth, and bring with you a heart
    That watches and receives.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #13

    Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know,
    Are a substantial world, both pure and good:
    Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood,
    Our pastime and our happiness will grow.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #14

    Duty were our games.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #15

    Faith is a passionate intuition.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #16

    Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart

  • William Wordsworth Quote #17

    Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #18

    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.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #19

    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.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #20

    friend is the one who showes the way and walks a piece of road with us

  • William Wordsworth Quote #21

    Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #22

    Go to the poets, they will speak to thee
    More perfectly of purer creatures--

  • William Wordsworth Quote #23

    Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #24

    Habit rules the unreflecting herd.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #25

    Hence, in a season of calm weather
    Though inland far we be,
    Our souls have sight of that immortal sea

  • William Wordsworth Quote #26

    Here must thou be, O man,
    Strength to thyself — no helper hast thou here —
    Here keepest thou thy individual state:
    No other can divide with thee this work,
    No secondary hand can intervene
    To fashion this ability. 'Tis thine,
    The prime and vital principle is thine
    In the recesses of thy nature, far
    From any reach of outward fellowship,
    Else 'tis not thine at all.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #27

    How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #28

    I listen'd, motionless and still;
    And, as I mounted up the hill,
    The music in my heart I bore,
    Long after it was heard no more.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #29

    I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

  • William Wordsworth Quote #30

    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.

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