William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

281. England Ii 1/4/2003
282. Among All Lovely Things My Love Had Been 4/5/2010
283. For The Spot Where The Hermitage Stood On St. Herbert's Island, Derwentwater. 12/31/2002
284. It Is Not To Be Thought Of 1/1/2004
285. Written With A Pencil Upon A Stone In The Wall Of The House, On The Island At Grasmere 12/31/2002
286. Ode Composed On A May Morning 5/17/2001
287. Yarrow Unvisited 1/1/2004
288. Extempore Effusion Upon The Death Of James Hogg 1/1/2004
289. Elegiac Stanzas Suggested By A Picture Of Peele Castle 1/1/2004
290. Lines Left Upon A Seat In A Yew-Tree 12/31/2002
291. England V 1/4/2003
292. The Last Of The Flock 12/31/2002
293. Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 12/31/2002
294. Ode To Duty 1/4/2003
295. The Danish Boy: A Fragment 12/31/2002
296. Three Years She Grew In Sun And Shower, 1/1/2004
297. Yarrow Visited 1/3/2003
298. To A Butterfly (2) 5/17/2001
299. Dion 1/1/2004
300. Ruth 12/31/2002
301. Pet-Lamb, The: A Pastoral Poem 12/31/2002
302. Mutability 1/4/2003
303. The Brothers 12/31/2002
304. Foresight 1/3/2003
305. Goody Blake And Harry Gill 12/31/2002
306. To A Butterfly 5/17/2001
307. O Nightingale! Thou Surely Art 1/3/2003
308. Laodamia 1/1/2004
309. Ellen Irwin 12/31/2002
310. Scorn Not The Sonnet 1/3/2003
311. Resolution And Independence 1/3/2003
312. Elegiac Stanzas 12/31/2002
313. Fountain, The: A Conversation 12/31/2002
314. Lucy V 1/4/2003
315. Peter Bell, A Tale 12/31/2002
316. Influence Of Natural Objects 12/31/2002
317. Lucy Iv 1/4/2003
318. Lucy Ii 1/4/2003
319. Lament Of Mary Queen Of Scots 5/17/2001
320. Expostulation And Reply 12/31/2002
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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A Complaint

There is a change--and I am poor;
Your love hath been, nor long ago,
A fountain at my fond heart's door,
Whose only business was to flow;
And flow it did; not taking heed
Of its own bounty, or my need.

What happy moments did I count!
Blest was I then all bliss above!

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