William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

161. Calais, August 15, 1802 4/5/2010
162. The Simplon Pass 12/31/2002
163. Emperors And Kings, How Oft Have Temples Rung 4/5/2010
164. Michael Angelo In Reply To The Passage Upon His Staute Of Sleeping Night 4/5/2010
165. Star-Gazers 4/5/2010
166. Louisa: After Accompanying Her On A Mountain Excursion 4/5/2010
167. Book Seventh [residence In London] 4/5/2010
168. Calais, August 1802 4/5/2010
169. And Is It Among Rude Untutored Dales 4/5/2010
170. The Trosachs 1/4/2003
171. From The Dark Chambers Of Dejection Freed 4/5/2010
172. Composed Near Calais, On The Road Leading To Ardres, August 7, 1802 4/5/2010
173. Composed By The Sea-Side, Near Calais, August 1802 4/5/2010
174. By The Side Of The Grave Some Years After 4/5/2010
175. Inscriptions In The Ground Of Coleorton, The Seat Of Sir George Beaumont, Bart., Leicestershire 4/5/2010
176. Methought I Saw The Footsteps Of A Throne 4/5/2010
177. Composed On The Eve Of The Marriage Of A Friend In The Vale Of Grasmere 4/5/2010
178. Is There A Power That Can Sustain And Cheer 4/5/2010
179. Call Not The Royal Swede Unfortunate 4/5/2010
180. September 1815 4/5/2010
181. From The Cuckoo And The Nightingale 4/5/2010
182. Maternal Grief 4/5/2010
183. Say, What Is Honour?--‘tis The Finest Sense 4/5/2010
184. Book Tenth {residence In France Continued] 4/5/2010
185. Even As A Dragon’s Eye That Feels The Stress 4/5/2010
186. Matthew 4/5/2010
187. Written Upon A Blank Leaf In 4/5/2010
188. The Seven Sisters 5/17/2001
189. British Freedom 4/5/2010
190. Gipsies 4/5/2010
191. Book First [introduction-Childhood And School Time] 4/5/2010
192. Ode 4/5/2010
193. At Applewaite, Near Keswick 1804 4/5/2010
194. The Mother's Return 5/17/2001
195. Composed In The Valley Near Dover, On The Day Of Landing 4/5/2010
196. Young England--What Is Then Become Of Old 4/5/2010
197. The Waterfall And The Eglantine 12/31/2002
198. To The Cuckoo 5/17/2001
199. November 1813 4/5/2010
200. Yes! Thou Art Fair, Yet Be Not Moved 4/5/2010
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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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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