William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Personal Talk - Poem by William Wordsworth

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I AM not One who much or oft delight
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Comments about Personal Talk by William Wordsworth

  • Gold Star - 13,402 Points Terry Craddock (8/22/2014 8:02:00 PM)

    Better than such discourse doth silence long,
    Long, barren silence, square with my desire;
    To sit without emotion, hope, or aim,
    In the loved presence of my cottage-fire,


    Sometimes I wonder how much is lost in noise, the noble art of silent sitting, listening watching a fire's flames, is a world realm of solitude wonder; into which minds great or low may soar, peace contentment stolen smokes soothes, waiting beyond the veil, an open waiting exploration door :) (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,702 Points Michael Morgan (8/22/2014 7:56:00 AM)

    easily shouldered aside, the lie; not so easily, malignant truth; the first can be deleted, the second can be only held at bay- and that 's the (undeletable) malignant truth. Wordsworth at his most believably disingenuous! Fine melody.. Simple, readable. MM (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,979 Points Savita Tyagi (8/22/2014 6:48:00 AM)

    Loved the poem. Silence is golden. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,199 Points Douglas Scotney (8/22/2013 8:43:00 PM)

    Needs to be desanctified,
    to lose a lot of adjectives
    to be meet for modern ears,
    but there's nothing wrong with his fears (Report) Reply








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