William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

321. Address To The Scholars Of The Village School Of ---- 12/31/2002
322. Written In Early Spring 1/3/2003
323. Michael: A Pastoral Poem 12/31/2002
324. Personal Talk 4/5/2010
325. To A Butterfly 5/17/2001
326. Lucy V 1/4/2003
327. Lucy I 1/4/2003
328. Nutting 12/31/2002
329. The Childless Father 12/31/2002
330. A Sketch 4/5/2010
331. Expostulation And Reply 12/31/2002
332. An Evening Walk, Addressed To A Young Lady 12/31/2002
333. Guilt And Sorrow 12/31/2002
334. Most Sweet It Is 1/1/2004
335. Nuns Fret Not At Their Convent's Narrow Room 1/3/2003
336. The Idiot Boy 12/31/2002
337. She Was A Phantom Of Delight 5/17/2001
338. I Travelled Among Unknown Men 1/3/2003
339. Desideria 1/4/2003
340. Character Of The Happy Warrior 1/1/2004
341. Evening On Calais Beach 1/4/2003
342. A Fact, And An Imagination, Or, Canute And Alfred, On The Seashore 4/5/2010
343. It Is A Beauteous Evening 1/3/2003
344. Anecdote For Fathers 5/17/2001
345. Lucy Iii 1/4/2003
346. The Birth Of Love 12/31/2002
347. Memory 1/3/2003
348. Composed During A Storm 1/3/2003
349. London, 1802 1/3/2003
350. Upon Westminster Bridge 1/4/2003
351. Lines Written In Early Spring 5/17/2001
352. A Morning Exercise 4/5/2010
353. A Gravestone Upon The Floor In The Cloisters Of Worcester Cathedral 4/5/2010
354. Written In March 1/3/2003
355. After-Thought 1/1/2004
356. A Jewish Family In A Small Valley Opposite St. Goar, Upon The Rhine 4/5/2010
357. Lucy Gray, Or Solitude 12/31/2002
358. With Ships The Sea Was Sprinkled Far And Nigh 12/31/2002
359. A Flower Garden At Coleorton Hall, Leicestershire. 4/5/2010
360. A Wren's Nest 5/17/2001
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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