William Wordsworth (1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)
Quotations
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''One of those heavenly days that cannot die;''
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Nutting (l. 2). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books. -
''Will no one tell me what she sings?
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. The Solitary Reaper (l. 17-20). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:'' -
''Breathing with such suppression of the heart
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Nutting (l. 21-22). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
As joy delights in; and, with wise restraint'' -
''A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. The Solitary Reaper (l. 13-16). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.'' -
''In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Nutting (l. 38-42). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure,
The heart luxuriates with indifferent things,
Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones,
And on the vacant air.'' -
''Behold her, single in the field,
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. The Solitary Reaper (l. 1-2). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
Yon solitary Highland Lass!'' -
''The glory and the freshness of a dream.''
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 5). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books. -
''The music in my heart I bore,
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. The Solitary Reaper (l. 31-32). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
Long after it was heard no more.'' -
''Behold the Child among his new-born blisses,
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 85-86). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
A six years' Darling of a pigmy size!'' -
''We murder to dissect.''
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. The Tables Turned (l. 28). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
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The Sparrow's Nest
BEHOLD, within the leafy shade,
Those bright blue eggs together laid!
On me the chance-discovered sight
Gleamed like a vision of delight.
I started---seeming to espy
The home and sheltered bed,
The Sparrow's dwelling, which, hard by
My Father' house, in wet or dry
My sister Emmeline and I
