William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

161. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 Xii. Sonnet Composed At ---- Castle 4/5/2010
162. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 Xii. Yarrow Unvisited 4/5/2010
163. Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 Xiv. Fly, Some Kind Haringer, To Grasmere-Dale 4/5/2010
164. Memorials Of A Tour Of Scotland, 1803 Vi. Glen-Almain, Or, The Narrow Glen 4/5/2010
165. Memory 1/3/2003
166. Methought I Saw The Footsteps Of A Throne 4/5/2010
167. Michael Angelo In Reply To The Passage Upon His Staute Of Sleeping Night 4/5/2010
168. Michael: A Pastoral Poem 12/31/2002
169. Minstrels 4/5/2010
170. Most Sweet It Is 1/1/2004
171. Mutability 1/4/2003
172. My Heart Leaps Up 1/20/2003
173. November 1813 4/5/2010
174. November, 1806 1/1/2004
175. Nuns Fret Not At Their Convent's Narrow Room 1/3/2003
176. Nutting 12/31/2002
177. O Nightingale! Thou Surely Art 1/3/2003
178. O’er The Wide Earth, On Mountain And On Plain 4/5/2010
179. O’erweening Statesmen Have Full Long Relied 4/5/2010
180. Oak And The Broom, The: A Pastoral Poem 12/31/2002
181. Occasioned By The Battle Of Waterloo February 1816 4/5/2010
182. October, 1803 1/1/2004
183. Ode 4/5/2010
184. Ode Composed On A May Morning 5/17/2001
185. Ode On Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood 5/17/2001
186. Ode To Duty 1/4/2003
187. Ode To Lycoris. May 1817 4/5/2010
188. Ode, Composed On A May Morning 12/31/2002
189. On A Celebrated Event In Ancient History 4/5/2010
190. On The Departure Of Sir Walter Scott From Abbotsford 1/1/2004
191. On The Extinction Of The Venetian Republic 1/4/2003
192. On The Final Submission Of The Tyrolese 4/5/2010
193. On The Same Occasion 4/5/2010
194. Perfect Woman 1/4/2003
195. Personal Talk 4/5/2010
196. Peter Bell, A Tale 12/31/2002
197. Pet-Lamb, The: A Pastoral Poem 12/31/2002
198. Picture Of Daniel In The Lion's Den At Hamilton Palace 4/5/2010
199. Power Of Music 4/5/2010
200. Remembrance Of Collins 12/31/2002

Comments about William Wordsworth

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:41:00 PM)

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

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  • 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!

  • John Tatum John Tatum (2/12/2014 2:19:00 AM)

    The rhyme scheme of this sonnet is unusual...does anyone know the name of this particular one?

  • Zohaib Khan (10/25/2013 2:51:00 PM)

    wen ever i read william poems refresh my childhood memories..nice poems ever green

  • Aparna Ajay (8/29/2013 7:48:00 AM)

    His poems are amazing! Who is the one who uploaded them?

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  • Seon King (4/29/2013 7:31:00 AM)

    this is a beautiful poem my aunt use to tell me this poem everyday she tells that in this poem the poet describes a lot about nature and she loves this poem so much but now she is dead the last word on her mouth was daffodils

  • Selim Reza (1/12/2013 4:27:00 AM)

    He is often called the poet of nature. No poet is so successful like him in composing poems on nature.he loved nature.he had the quality of pantieism that is so much familier to us.

  • Sukhzinder Singh (11/1/2012 9:23:00 AM)

    William wordsworth is awesome poet, He loved the nature same nature love him.

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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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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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