William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

Comments about William Wordsworth

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

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

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  • Rookie 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.... :)

  • Rookie 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

  • Rookie 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.

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

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

  • Rookie Pearlsof Poetry (5/19/2012 1:11:00 AM)

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  • Rookie Reema Kumar (2/25/2012 2:22:00 AM)

    wordsworth is a great poet and i m a great fan of his poems......his every poem has a different feeling..

  • Rookie Anup Kumar Gupta (1/29/2012 11:23:00 AM)

    Wordsworth was a great nature poet as well as high priset of nature.

  • Rookie Arthur Tugman (11/5/2011 4:34:00 PM)

    The child is farthest from the truth
    that yens to outgrow its youth.
    - Arthur Tugman

  • Rookie Subrata Ray (2/18/2010 8:06:00 AM)

    Wordsworth is not a visionary poet.He lacks the overseeing power of Blake, and exuberance of Shelley's imagination.He is a poet without tradition and self-devoted-labor.
    His hubris is his mind-born theory of poetic creativity as expounded in The Lyrical Ballads.What his spirit-brother Col ridges criticizes comes every -inch true .
    To the average readers he excels, and even the trained and thoughtful minds of literature at their first reading get enamored.This is because of his power of installing justified words and phrases.Moreover, both in riming verse and blank-verse, his art is next to perfection.
    But a true poet is a seer.Here Wordsworth leaves a self-betrayal. His Tin tern Abbey and Intimation Ode, are nothing but fermentation of morbid -emotion.For the poet in reality neither experienced 'Samadhi' or th estate of oneness with the Ultimate -reality or Divinity, and nor could feel the truth that in childhood the instincts remain hidden in the cells.
    His shorter poems like The Daffodils, and The Solitary Reaper, appear packed with relieving ideas.But how can we memorizes the contact of a good-man or a sight of a beauty, when we are only the profit -hunter of our emotional relief? .
    In my childhood innocence I was a fan to Blake and Wordsworth.But now in growing adulthood I earnestly desire to be a child to the station of Blake's The Lamb.In the truest reality, now Wordsworth seems not readable.He is full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
    Subrata Ray.Mousumipara.Uluberia.West Bengal.India.

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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