William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

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  • Precious Jones (7/11/2014 3:30:00 PM)

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  • Gokul Krishnan (7/3/2014 5:46:00 AM)

    Wordsworth is a poet who could make a difference in my mood, his poems are too gentle.

  • Anamta Ali Pasha Anamta Ali Pasha (7/2/2014 2:50:00 AM)

    Its my favourite poet..........ever in english poetry.......

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:41:00 PM)

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

  • 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

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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The Mother's Return

A MONTH, sweet Little-ones, is past
Since your dear Mother went away,---
And she tomorrow will return;
Tomorrow is the happy day.

O blessed tidings! thought of joy!
The eldest heard with steady glee;
Silent he stood; then laughed amain,---
And shouted, ' Mother, come to me!'

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