William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Comments about William Wordsworth

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:41:00 PM)

    amazing poet! A Character is a very good one of his

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  • Elena Pfeifer (3/28/2014 5:01:00 AM)

    I am going to learn this poem by heart (as in the 60´s in high school!) to refresh my mind and soul. What a beautiful trip down memory lane!

  • John Tatum John Tatum (2/12/2014 2:19:00 AM)

    The rhyme scheme of this sonnet is unusual...does anyone know the name of this particular one?

  • Zohaib Khan (10/25/2013 2:51:00 PM)

    wen ever i read william poems refresh my childhood memories..nice poems ever green

  • Aparna Ajay (8/29/2013 7:48:00 AM)

    His poems are amazing! Who is the one who uploaded them?

  • Vineet Chhikara Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 1:42:00 AM)

    Have a look at my poems... and rate them... i am sure you will like them.... :)

  • Seon King (4/29/2013 7:31:00 AM)

    this is a beautiful poem my aunt use to tell me this poem everyday she tells that in this poem the poet describes a lot about nature and she loves this poem so much but now she is dead the last word on her mouth was daffodils

  • Selim Reza (1/12/2013 4:27:00 AM)

    He is often called the poet of nature. No poet is so successful like him in composing poems on nature.he loved nature.he had the quality of pantieism that is so much familier to us.

  • Sukhzinder Singh (11/1/2012 9:23:00 AM)

    William wordsworth is awesome poet, He loved the nature same nature love him.

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Best Poem of William Wordsworth

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)

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 ...

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Stanzas

WITHIN our happy castle there dwelt One
Whom without blame I may not overlook;
For never sun on living creature shone
Who more devout enjoyment with us took:
Here on his hours he hung as on a book,
On his own time here would he float away,
As doth a fly upon a summer brook;
But go tomorrow, or belike today,
Seek for him,---he is fled; and whither none can say.

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