William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

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  • Lubna yakub (11/2/2018 9:16:00 AM)

    Very good poet

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  • Bhagabat Prasad Hotta Bhagabat Prasad Hotta (11/1/2018 9:29:00 PM)

    William wordsworth is a great poet in the earth..........

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  • wally (10/24/2018 10:04:00 PM)

    looking for his poem about a man who always looks at the ground

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  • Sameer yadav (10/24/2018 7:17:00 PM)

    Verry Good websider in world

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  • Risha. V. Reddy (10/15/2018 1:41:00 AM)

    Give me some idea of English project prepared to Poems by Flashcards song of bonus

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  • srujan (10/11/2018 6:20:00 AM)

    you can also upload all the other poets, poems, poetry E-books that other authers wrote
    like Grid Blyton, ext

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  • Ramachandra t (9/24/2018 11:10:00 AM)

    His think incredible

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  • Bharat dhakar (9/23/2018 9:45:00 AM)

    Very nive

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  • Laibae (9/19/2018 10:29:00 AM)


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  • Chhotulal (9/18/2018 8:57:00 AM)

    He is a brilliant poet.

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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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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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