William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

41. The Highland Broach 4/5/2010
42. Upon Perusing The Forgoing Epistle Thirty Years After Its Composition 4/5/2010
43. To B. R. Haydon 4/5/2010
44. The Cottager To Her Infant 4/5/2010
45. Water-Fowl Observed Frequently Over The Lakes Of Rydal And Grasmere 4/5/2010
46. Though Narrow Be That Old Man’s Cares . 4/5/2010
47. Troilus And Cresida 4/5/2010
48. View From The Top Of Black Comb 4/5/2010
49. When I Have Borne In Memory 4/5/2010
50. The French Army In Russia, 1812-13 4/5/2010
51. To M.H. 12/31/2002
52. Thought Of A Briton On The Subjugation Of Switzerland 4/5/2010
53. To Lady Beaumont 4/5/2010
54. The Horn Of Egremont Castle 4/5/2010
55. Upon The Sight Of A Beautiful Picture Painted By Sir G. H. Beaumont, Bart 4/5/2010
56. Upon The Same Event 4/5/2010
57. To Sleep 4/5/2010
58. The Power Of Armies Is A Visible Thing 1/3/2003
59. When To The Attractions Of The Busy World 4/5/2010
60. Where Lies The Land To Which Yon Ship Must Go? 4/5/2010
61. Upon The Punishment Of Death 4/5/2010
62. The Shepherd, Looking Eastward, Softly Said 1/3/2003
63. Siege Of Vienna Raised By John Sobieski 4/5/2010
64. Weak Is The Will Of Man, His Judgement Blind 4/5/2010
65. Vernal Ode 4/5/2010
66. To Dora 4/5/2010
67. Vaudracour And Julia 4/5/2010
68. To The Daisy (2) 5/17/2001
69. The Germans On The Heighs Of Hochheim 4/5/2010
70. The French And The Spanish Guerillas 4/5/2010
71. Those Words Were Uttered As In Pensive Mood 4/5/2010
72. To The Daisy (Fourth Poem) 12/31/2002
73. To The Daisy (Third Poem) 12/31/2002
74. The Force Of Prayer, Or, The Founding Of Bolton, A Tradition 4/5/2010
75. Sonnet: On Seeing Miss Helen Maria Williams Weep At A Tale Of Distress 4/5/2010
76. The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature's Hand 4/5/2010
77. The Sonnet Ii 1/4/2003
78. Spanish Guerillas 4/5/2010
79. To A Young Lady Who Had Been Reproached For Taking Long Walks In The Country 4/5/2010
80. To The Daisy 5/17/2001
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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