William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

121. In The Pass Of Killicranky 4/5/2010
122. Incident Characteristic Of A Favorite Dog 4/5/2010
123. Indignation Of A High-Minded Spaniard 4/5/2010
124. Influence Of Natural Objects 12/31/2002
125. Inscriptions For A Seat In The Groves Of Coleorton 4/5/2010
126. Inscriptions In The Ground Of Coleorton, The Seat Of Sir George Beaumont, Bart., Leicestershire 4/5/2010
127. Inscriptions Written With A Slate Pencil Upon A Stone 1/3/2003
128. Inside Of King's College Chapel, Cambridge 1/1/2004
129. Invocation To The Earth, February 1816 4/5/2010
130. Is There A Power That Can Sustain And Cheer 4/5/2010
131. It Is A Beauteous Evening 1/3/2003
132. It Is No Spirit Who From Heaven Hath Flown 4/5/2010
133. It Is Not To Be Thought Of 1/1/2004
134. It Was An April Morning: Fresh And Clear 12/31/2002
135. Lament Of Mary Queen Of Scots 5/17/2001
136. Laodamia 1/1/2004
137. Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey 12/31/2002
138. Lines Left Upon A Seat In A Yew-Tree 12/31/2002
139. Lines On The Expected Invasion, 1803 4/5/2010
140. Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 12/31/2002
141. Lines Written In Early Spring 5/17/2001
142. Lines Written On A Blank Leaf In A Copy Of The Author’s Poem 4/5/2010
143. London, 1802 1/3/2003
144. Look Now On That Adventurer Who Hath Paid 4/5/2010
145. Louisa: After Accompanying Her On A Mountain Excursion 4/5/2010
146. Lucy 4/5/2010
147. Lucy Gray, Or Solitude 12/31/2002
148. Lucy I 1/4/2003
149. Lucy Ii 1/4/2003
150. Lucy Iii 1/4/2003
151. Lucy Iv 1/4/2003
152. Lucy V 1/4/2003
153. Mark The Concentrated Hazels That Enclose 4/5/2010
154. Maternal Grief 4/5/2010
155. Matthew 4/5/2010
156. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland 1814 I. Suggested By A Beautiful Ruin Upon One Of The Islands Of Loch Lomond, 4/5/2010
157. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 4/5/2010
158. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 4/5/2010
159. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 I. Departure From The Vale Of Grasmere, August 1803 4/5/2010
160. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 X. Rob Roy’s Grave . 4/5/2010

Comments about William Wordsworth

  • Zoila T. Flores Zoila T. Flores (4/26/2015 3:52:00 PM)

    Well, this is a beautiful poem.

    91 person liked.
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  • Panmelys Panmelys Panmelys Panmelys (4/7/2015 12:31:00 PM)

    Has a special memory for me as I won first prize for a painting of subject about the poem of Wordsworth Daffodils.
    All English school children learn this poem, and remains in the memory a lifetime. A great poet, no doubt, but some
    epics too long for today's world. Panmelys

  • Mehmet Turgut Mehmet Turgut (12/10/2014 4:29:00 AM)

    wonderfull poem, wonderfull poet

  • Othman Marzoog Othman Marzoog (12/8/2014 1:52:00 AM)

    My favorite poet among romantic poets

  • Ramya Ramya Ramya Ramya (7/19/2014 4:45:00 AM)

    simply superb..... this poem should be taught or atleast known to all literature students den only the beauty of a poem wil be known to all....

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  • Gokul Krishnan (7/3/2014 5:46:00 AM)

    Wordsworth is a poet who could make a difference in my mood, his poems are too gentle.

  • Anamta Ali Pasha Anamta Ali Pasha (7/2/2014 2:50:00 AM)

    Its my favourite poet..........ever in english poetry.......

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:41:00 PM)

    amazing poet! A Character is a very good one of his

  • Elena Pfeifer (3/28/2014 5:01:00 AM)

    I am going to learn this poem by heart (as in the 60´s in high school!) to refresh my mind and soul. What a beautiful trip down memory lane!

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 Trosachs

THERE 's not a nook within this solemn Pass,
   But were an apt confessional for one
   Taught by his summer spent, his autumn gone,
That Life is but a tale of morning grass
Wither'd at eve. From scenes of art which chase
   That thought away, turn, and with watchful eyes
   Feed it 'mid Nature's old felicities,
Rocks, rivers, and smooth lakes more clear than glass
Untouch'd, unbreathed upon. Thrice happy quest,

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