William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

41. Upon Perusing The Forgoing Epistle Thirty Years After Its Composition 4/5/2010
42. To B. R. Haydon 4/5/2010
43. View From The Top Of Black Comb 4/5/2010
44. When I Have Borne In Memory 4/5/2010
45. To M.H. 12/31/2002
46. Argument For Suicide 1/14/2015
47. Upon The Sight Of A Beautiful Picture Painted By Sir G. H. Beaumont, Bart 4/5/2010
48. Upon The Punishment Of Death 4/5/2010
49. Vernal Ode 4/5/2010
50. Troilus And Cresida 4/5/2010
51. To H. C. 4/5/2010
52. The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature's Hand 4/5/2010
53. The Highland Broach 4/5/2010
54. To Lady Beaumont 4/5/2010
55. To The Daisy (Third Poem) 12/31/2002
56. The Shepherd, Looking Eastward, Softly Said 1/3/2003
57. Water-Fowl Observed Frequently Over The Lakes Of Rydal And Grasmere 4/5/2010
58. The Horn Of Egremont Castle 4/5/2010
59. Though Narrow Be That Old Man’s Cares . 4/5/2010
60. Who Fancied What A Pretty Sight 4/5/2010
61. When To The Attractions Of The Busy World 4/5/2010
62. Thought Of A Briton On The Subjugation Of Switzerland 4/5/2010
63. The Force Of Prayer, Or, The Founding Of Bolton, A Tradition 4/5/2010
64. To Sleep 4/5/2010
65. The French Army In Russia, 1812-13 4/5/2010
66. Vaudracour And Julia 4/5/2010
67. To The Daisy (2) 5/17/2001
68. The Germans On The Heighs Of Hochheim 4/5/2010
69. Siege Of Vienna Raised By John Sobieski 4/5/2010
70. To A Young Lady Who Had Been Reproached For Taking Long Walks In The Country 4/5/2010
71. Where Lies The Land To Which Yon Ship Must Go? 4/5/2010
72. Weak Is The Will Of Man, His Judgement Blind 4/5/2010
73. To Dora 4/5/2010
74. Book Twelfth [imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ] 4/5/2010
75. Upon The Same Event 4/5/2010
76. Those Words Were Uttered As In Pensive Mood 4/5/2010
77. The Cottager To Her Infant 4/5/2010
78. The Idle Shepherd Boys 5/17/2001
79. The French And The Spanish Guerillas 4/5/2010
80. The Power Of Armies Is A Visible Thing 1/3/2003
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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