William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

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  • Prabir Gayen Prabir Gayen (12/14/2018 1:00:00 AM)

    Poet of nature and man...poet by birth..

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    you never had an fukin noodle ha gottie

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  • Sagar saha (12/5/2018 9:38:00 AM)

    Lines written in the early spring is a great poem

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  • heida (11/27/2018 8:13:00 AM)

    nice poem. i like so much

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  • heida (11/27/2018 8:11:00 AM)

    nice poems. i like his poems.

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  • Shreyas (11/21/2018 3:28:00 AM)

    The Solitary Reaper

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  • Mohammad Kaleem (11/19/2018 9:49:00 AM)

    William Wordsworth is the greatest poet

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    It is very good

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    I love your poems

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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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