Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 3
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair. . . . William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 3
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 2
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. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 2
The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 1
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 1
What are fears but voices airy? Whispering harm where harm is not. And deluding the unwary Till the fatal bolt is shot! William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 1
. . . I would stand, If the night blackened with a coming storm, Beneath some rock, listening to notes that are The ghostly language of the ancient earth, Or make their dim abode in distant winds. Thence did I drink the visionary power; And deem not profitless those fleeting moods Of shadowy exultation: not for this, That they are kindred to our purer mind And intellectual life; but that the soul, Remembering how she felt, but what she felt Remembering not, retains an obscure sense Of possible sublimity. . . . William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
The things which I have seen I now can see no more. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
[A] mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'T will make a thing endurable, which else Would overset the brain, or break the heart. . . . William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
Soft is the music that would charm for ever; The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink;/ I heard a voice; it said `Drink, pretty creature, drink!'. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
Whether we be young or old,Our destiny, our being's heart and home,Is with infinitude, and only there;With hope it is, hope that can never die,Effort and expectation, and desire,And something evermore about to be. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0
Neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us. William Wordsworth English Poet More William Wordsworth Quotes 0