William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

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  • Rajat (5/15/2018 9:32:00 AM)

    I think he is the best lake poet

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  • Simran pal (5/14/2018 7:00:00 AM)

    My one of the favourite poet is Williams Wordsworth because he is the famous poet of nature...

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  • Vaibhav (5/5/2018 10:52:00 AM)

    Nice poem

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  • Vaishnavi (5/4/2018 4:57:00 AM)

    I love his poems. I am going to recite a poem written by him.

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  • Komal Agarwal (4/28/2018 11:46:00 AM)

    Loved these poems so aswm they are

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    Wonderful poem

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  • Anik monadal (4/26/2018 5:14:00 AM)

    A brilliant poet and wrote so many poems

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Best Poem of William Wordsworth

A Night Thought

Lo! where the Moon along the sky
Sails with her happy destiny;
Oft is she hid from mortal eye
Or dimly seen,
But when the clouds asunder fly
How bright her mien!

Far different we--a froward race,
Thousands though rich in Fortune's grace
With cherished sullenness of pace
Their way pursue,
Ingrates who wear a smileless face
The whole year through.

If kindred humours e'er would make
My spirit droop for drooping's sake,
From Fancy following in thy wake,
Bright ship of heaven!
A counter impulse let me take
And be forgiven.

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Stanzas

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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