William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

121. The Kitten And Falling Leaves 5/17/2001
122. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland 1814 I. Suggested By A Beautiful Ruin Upon One Of The Islands Of Loch Lomond, 4/5/2010
123. Book Ninth [residence In France] 4/5/2010
124. On The Same Occasion 4/5/2010
125. Hoffer 4/5/2010
126. Inscriptions For A Seat In The Groves Of Coleorton 4/5/2010
127. By Moscow Self-Devoted To A Blaze 4/5/2010
128. Feelings Of The Tyrolese 4/5/2010
129. Feelings Of A French Royalist, On The Disinterment Of The Remains Of The Duke D’enghien 4/5/2010
130. Composed At The Same Time And On The Same Occasion 4/5/2010
131. To The Cuckoo 5/17/2001
132. Epitaphs Translated From Chiabrera 4/5/2010
133. Lines Written On A Blank Leaf In A Copy Of The Author’s Poem 4/5/2010
134. Hint From The Mountains For Certain Political Pretenders 4/5/2010
135. George And Sarah Green 4/5/2010
136. Avaunt All Specious Pliancy Of Mind 4/5/2010
137. Hail, Zaragoza! If With Unwet Eye 4/5/2010
138. On A Celebrated Event In Ancient History 4/5/2010
139. By The Side Of The Grave Some Years After 4/5/2010
140. Brave Schill! By Death Delivered 4/5/2010
141. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 4/5/2010
142. Occasioned By The Battle Of Waterloo February 1816 4/5/2010
143. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 4/5/2010
144. Book Sixth [cambridge And The Alps] 4/5/2010
145. Composed After A Journey Across The Hambleton Hills, Yorkshire 4/5/2010
146. Ode To Lycoris. May 1817 4/5/2010
147. Book Fourteenth [conclusion] 4/5/2010
148. Picture Of Daniel In The Lion's Den At Hamilton Palace 4/5/2010
149. Hail, Twilight, Sovereign Of One Peaceful Hour 4/5/2010
150. November 1813 4/5/2010
151. September 1815 4/5/2010
152. From The Italian Of Michael Angelo 4/5/2010
153. Here Pause: The Poet Claims At Least This Praise 4/5/2010
154. I Grieved For Buonaparte 4/5/2010
155. How Sweet It Is, When Mother Fancy Rocks 4/5/2010
156. England! The Time Is Come When Thou Should’st Wean 4/5/2010
157. It Is No Spirit Who From Heaven Hath Flown 4/5/2010
158. The Wishing Gate 5/17/2001
159. British Freedom 4/5/2010
160. Look Now On That Adventurer Who Hath Paid 4/5/2010

Comments about William Wordsworth

  • Rajat (5/15/2018 9:32:00 AM)

    I think he is the best lake poet

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  • Vaibhav (5/5/2018 10:52:00 AM)

    Nice poem

  • 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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  • Sapna Saini (4/27/2018 4:56:00 AM)

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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 Sparrow's Nest

BEHOLD, within the leafy shade,
Those bright blue eggs together laid!
On me the chance-discovered sight
Gleamed like a vision of delight.
I started---seeming to espy
The home and sheltered bed,
The Sparrow's dwelling, which, hard by
My Father' house, in wet or dry
My sister Emmeline and I

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