William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

81. Ellen Irwin 12/31/2002
82. Emperors And Kings, How Oft Have Temples Rung 4/5/2010
83. England I 1/4/2003
84. England Ii 1/4/2003
85. England Iii 1/4/2003
86. England Iv 1/4/2003
87. England V 1/4/2003
88. England! The Time Is Come When Thou Should’st Wean 4/5/2010
89. Epitaphs Translated From Chiabrera 4/5/2010
90. Even As A Dragon’s Eye That Feels The Stress 4/5/2010
91. Evening On Calais Beach 1/4/2003
92. Expostulation And Reply 12/31/2002
93. Extempore Effusion Upon The Death Of James Hogg 1/1/2004
94. Extract From The Conclusion Of A Poem Composed In Anticipation Of Leaving School 4/5/2010
95. Feelings Of A French Royalist, On The Disinterment Of The Remains Of The Duke D’enghien 4/5/2010
96. Feelings Of A Noble Biscayan At One Of Those Funerals 4/5/2010
97. Feelings Of The Tyrolese 4/5/2010
98. Fidelity 4/5/2010
99. For The Spot Where The Hermitage Stood On St. Herbert's Island, Derwentwater. 12/31/2002
100. Foresight 1/3/2003
101. Fountain, The: A Conversation 12/31/2002
102. From The Cuckoo And The Nightingale 4/5/2010
103. From The Dark Chambers Of Dejection Freed 4/5/2010
104. From The Italian Of Michael Angelo 4/5/2010
105. George And Sarah Green 4/5/2010
106. Gipsies 4/5/2010
107. Goody Blake And Harry Gill 12/31/2002
108. Guilt And Sorrow 12/31/2002
109. Hail, Twilight, Sovereign Of One Peaceful Hour 4/5/2010
110. Hail, Zaragoza! If With Unwet Eye 4/5/2010
111. Hart-Leap Well 12/31/2002
112. Here Pause: The Poet Claims At Least This Praise 4/5/2010
113. Hint From The Mountains For Certain Political Pretenders 4/5/2010
114. Hoffer 4/5/2010
115. How Sweet It Is, When Mother Fancy Rocks 4/5/2010
116. I Grieved For Buonaparte 4/5/2010
117. I Know An Old Man Constrained To Dwell 1/3/2003
118. I Travelled Among Unknown Men 1/3/2003
119. I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils) 1/3/2003
120. In Due Observance Of An Ancient Rite 4/5/2010

Comments about William Wordsworth

  • Shubham Panda (11/12/2017 9:29:00 AM)

    The greatest nature philosopher of all times and my inspiration to write poems

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  • Akshay V (10/20/2017 9:59:00 AM)

    He an extraordinary poet who can bring the pictures of nature alive. A true creator of masterpieces 💡

  • Greg Bell Greg Bell (4/16/2017 5:14:00 PM)

    Ummm, ... don't know how to correct that typo: A marvelous innovator below...

  • Greg Bell Greg Bell (4/16/2017 5:12:00 PM)

    A marvelour innovator. 'The World Is Too Much With Us' is a poem I frequently quote!

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/17/2016 2:31:00 PM)

    One of the best poet when it comes to poems on nature, human relations and romanticism...The more you read the more you start wondering.

  • Muzahidul Reza Muzahidul Reza (11/4/2016 1:36:00 PM)

    Romantic & Nature poet of pantheism, bard of Oneness, successful career, ...........
    Continuous as the stars that shine
    And twinkle on the milky way..................

  • Susan Crudge Crudge (5/19/2016 12:07:00 PM)

    Does anyone know the work which includes these lines While if good deeds...... , That may be longer than....., But if a year in trifles go, Perhaps we'd spend a thousand so? This is on a wedding invitation card I would love to find the whole work?

  • Denise Fuller (2/15/2016 4:16:00 PM)

    Anyone know what poem has the words: splendor in the grass, in it?

  • Anton K Anton K (11/5/2015 3:05:00 PM)

    The literary counterpart to John Constable.

  • bharatashree medar (5/1/2015 2:11:00 AM)

    Can i get whole poem set in pdf format???

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 ...

Read the full of I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)

The Mother's Return

A MONTH, sweet Little-ones, is past
Since your dear Mother went away,---
And she tomorrow will return;
Tomorrow is the happy day.

O blessed tidings! thought of joy!
The eldest heard with steady glee;
Silent he stood; then laughed amain,---
And shouted, ' Mother, come to me!'

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