William Wordsworth Quotes

some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art;
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 90-92). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years.
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. V. A slumber did my spirit seal (l. 3-4). . ; from LUCY The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound!
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 169-170). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. We Are Seven (l. 1-4). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
As if his whole vocation Were endless imitation.
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 106-107). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
'But they are dead; those two are dead! Their spirits are in heaven!' 'Twas throwing words away; for still The little maid would have her will, And said, 'Nay, we are seven!'
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. We Are Seven (l. 65-69). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 9). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
When men change swords for ledgers, and desert The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed I had, my Country—am I to be blamed?
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. When I Have Borne in Memory (l. 3-5). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing;
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood (l. 149-152). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.
Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go?
William Wordsworth (1770-1850), British poet. Where Lies the Land to Which Yon Ship Must Go? (L. 1). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [William Wordsworth]. John O. Hayden, ed. (1977, repr. 1990) Penguin Books.