William Wordsworth

Cumberland / England
William Wordsworth
Cumberland / England
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A Morning Exercise

Rating: 2.8
FANCY, who leads the pastimes of the glad,
Full oft is pleased a wayward dart to throw;
Sending sad shadows after things not sad,
Peopling the harmless fields with signs of woe:
Beneath her sway, a simple forest cry
Becomes an echo of man's misery.
Blithe ravens croak of death; and when the owl
Tries his two voices for a favourite strain--
'Tu-whit--Tu-whoo!' the unsuspecting fowl
Forebodes mishap or seems but to complain;
Fancy, intent to harass and annoy,
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BOB ROSS 11 January 2021
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Khairul Ahsan 11 October 2020
'Fancy, intent to harass and annoy, Can thus pervert the evidence of joy.' - An evidence of masterly prowess.
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Mahtab Bangalee 11 October 2020
The daisy sleeps upon the dewy lawn, Not lifting yet the head that evening bowed; But 'He' is risen, a later star of dawn, .......this poem is full of natural imagery; great and one of the best his work;
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Late October 11 October 2020
You should really give a listen to us amateurs. There is a lot to find no matter the mediocre
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Dr Antony Theodore 11 October 2020
The daisy sleeps upon the dewy lawn, Not lifting yet the head that evening bowed; But 'He' is risen, a later star of dawn, Glittering and twinkling near yon rosy cloud; Wordsworth was one with the nature. tony
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Priyanshu mehta 16 October 2018
Thanks for sending this
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Edward Kofi Louis 15 May 2018
Beneath her sway! ! Thanks for sharing.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 15 May 2018
A great write on nature by great poet William Wordsworth has been selected today as the poem of the day.
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Ramesh T A 15 May 2018
Deep love of Nature has inspired Wordsworth to indulge in descriptive beauty of Nature with myths fashing here and there makes his works as classical ones ever!
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Susan Williams 18 March 2016
Through border wilds where naked Indians stray, Myriads of notes attest her subtle skill; A feathered task-master cries, 'WORK AWAY! ' And, in thy iteration, 'WHIP POOR WILL! ' Is heard the spirit of a toil-worn slave, Lashed out of life, not quiet in the grave. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - there are always lines in a wordsworth that stir the heart
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