William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

161. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 4/5/2010
162. The Sailor's Mother 5/17/2001
163. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 4/5/2010
164. Book Fourteenth [conclusion] 4/5/2010
165. Methought I Saw The Footsteps Of A Throne 4/5/2010
166. To The Cuckoo 5/17/2001
167. Composed On The Eve Of The Marriage Of A Friend In The Vale Of Grasmere 4/5/2010
168. Picture Of Daniel In The Lion's Den At Hamilton Palace 4/5/2010
169. Is There A Power That Can Sustain And Cheer 4/5/2010
170. Call Not The Royal Swede Unfortunate 4/5/2010
171. The Longest Day 1/3/2003
172. From The Cuckoo And The Nightingale 4/5/2010
173. There Is A Bondage Worse, Far Worse, To Bear 4/5/2010
174. Book Ninth [residence In France] 4/5/2010
175. Maternal Grief 4/5/2010
176. Say, What Is Honour?--‘tis The Finest Sense 4/5/2010
177. Book Tenth {residence In France Continued] 4/5/2010
178. Yes! Thou Art Fair, Yet Be Not Moved 4/5/2010
179. The Mother's Return 5/17/2001
180. Even As A Dragon’s Eye That Feels The Stress 4/5/2010
181. Matthew 4/5/2010
182. Written Upon A Blank Leaf In 4/5/2010
183. September 1, 1802 4/5/2010
184. Gipsies 4/5/2010
185. Ode 4/5/2010
186. At Applewaite, Near Keswick 1804 4/5/2010
187. Composed In The Valley Near Dover, On The Day Of Landing 4/5/2010
188. Composed Near Calais, On The Road Leading To Ardres, August 7, 1802 4/5/2010
189. Bothwell Castle 4/5/2010
190. The Kitten And Falling Leaves 5/17/2001
191. Book Fourth [summer Vacation] 4/5/2010
192. The Waterfall And The Eglantine 12/31/2002
193. The Prelude. (Book V ) 1/1/2004
194. Inscriptions For A Seat In The Groves Of Coleorton 4/5/2010
195. Written In Very Early Youth 4/5/2010
196. The Wishing Gate 5/17/2001
197. To A Sexton 12/31/2002
198. Valedictory Sonnet To The River Duddon 1/4/2003
199. To A Highland Girl (At Inversneyde, Upon Loch Lomond) 1/1/2004
200. Ah! Where Is Palafox? Nor Tongue Nor Pen 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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The Trosachs

THERE 's not a nook within this solemn Pass,
   But were an apt confessional for one
   Taught by his summer spent, his autumn gone,
That Life is but a tale of morning grass
Wither'd at eve. From scenes of art which chase
   That thought away, turn, and with watchful eyes
   Feed it 'mid Nature's old felicities,
Rocks, rivers, and smooth lakes more clear than glass
Untouch'd, unbreathed upon. Thrice happy quest,

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