William Wordsworth famous quotes

With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
-- William Wordsworth

#Life #Business #Eye

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
-- William Wordsworth

#Powerful #Poetry #Feelings

Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
-- William Wordsworth

#Happiness #Earth #Pleasure

Rest and be thankful.
-- William Wordsworth

#Being Thankful #Thankfulness

The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
-- William Wordsworth

#Ocean #Sea #Environment

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
-- William Wordsworth

#Life #Beauty #Beautiful

Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science
-- William Wordsworth

#Expression #Spirit #Poetry Is

Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
-- William Wordsworth

#Life #Education #Teacher

How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
-- William Wordsworth

#Love #Freedom #Flower

Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
-- William Wordsworth

#Love #Betrayal #Heart

How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
-- William Wordsworth

#Real #Heart #Keys

one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
-- William Wordsworth

#Nature #Pleasure #Daffodil

Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more.
-- William Wordsworth

#Giving #Heaven #Charity

Whether we be young or old,Our destiny, our being's heart and home,Is with infinitude, and only there;With hope it is, hope that can never die,Effort and expectation, and desire,And something evermore about to be.
-- William Wordsworth

#Heart #Home #Destiny

Everything is tedious when one does not read with the feeling of the Author.
-- William Wordsworth

#Feelings #Doe

Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
-- William Wordsworth

#Simple #Childhood #Liberty

The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune.
-- William Wordsworth

#Flower #Sleep #Heart

In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
-- William Wordsworth

#Hands #Safety

What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
-- William Wordsworth

#Nature #Teach

That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
-- William Wordsworth

#Eye #Solitude #Inward

Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
-- William Wordsworth

#Heart #My Heart #Pleasure

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
-- William Wordsworth

#I Love You #Birthday #Marriage

... and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
-- William Wordsworth

#Stars #Pleasure

I'll teach my boy the sweetest things; I'll teach him how the owlet sings.
-- William Wordsworth

#Boys #Teach #My Boys

The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an angel's wing.
-- William Wordsworth

#Angel #Men #Wings

Departing summer hath assumed An aspect tenderly illumed, The gentlest look of spring; That calls from yonder leafy shade Unfaded, yet prepared to fade, A timely carolling.
-- William Wordsworth

#Summer #Spring #Looks

Happier of happy though I be, like them I cannot take possession of the sky, mount with a thoughtless impulse, and wheel there, one of a mighty multitude whose way and motion is a harmony and dance magnificent.
-- William Wordsworth

#Sky #Way #Wheels

Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
-- William Wordsworth

#Men #Reason #Made

Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
-- William Wordsworth

#Action #Theory

Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you 'll grow double! Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble?
-- William Wordsworth

#Friendship #Book #Looks

All that we behold is full of blessings.
-- William Wordsworth

#Gratitude #Blessing

Let Nature be your teacher
-- William Wordsworth

#Teacher

I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee.
-- William Wordsworth

#Love #Nature #Travel

I have said that poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity: the emotion is contemplated till, by a species of reaction, the tranquillity gradually disappears, and an emotion, kindred to that which was before the subject of contemplation, is gradually produced, and does itself actually exist in the mind.
-- William Wordsworth

#Powerful #Poetry #Feelings

Fiction; inner thoughts of Elisha True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved.
-- William Wordsworth

#Life #Heart #True Beauty

Stern Winter loves a dirge-like sound.
-- William Wordsworth

#Love #Winter #Sound

By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
-- William Wordsworth

#Mean #Soul #Looks

A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.
-- William Wordsworth

#Lakes #Water #Feelings

Faith is a passionate intuition.
-- William Wordsworth

#Faith #Wisdom #Spiritual

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
-- William Wordsworth

#Glory #Gentle

The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
-- William Wordsworth

#Flower #Smell #Shy

Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
-- William Wordsworth

#Sports #Retirement #Golf

Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
-- William Wordsworth

#Reflection #Peer Pressure #Habit

To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
-- William Wordsworth

#Lying #Flower #Garden

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
-- William Wordsworth

#Inspirational #Baby #Sleep

That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.
-- William Wordsworth

#Love #Inspirational #Life

For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
-- William Wordsworth

#Nature #Humanity #Environmental

Death is the quiet haven of us all.
-- William Wordsworth

#Death #Quiet

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.
-- William Wordsworth

#Lonely #Nature #Spring

Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
-- William Wordsworth

#Glory #Strife

Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
-- William Wordsworth

#Art #Wall #Artist

The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.
-- William Wordsworth

#Nature #Littles #Too Much

'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes!
-- William Wordsworth

#Flower #Air #Breathe

Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade Of that which once was great is passed away.
-- William Wordsworth

#Men #Grieving #Shade

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
-- William Wordsworth

#Power #Waste #Getting High

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar;
-- William Wordsworth

#Stars #Sleep #Soul

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
-- William Wordsworth

#Nature #Dark #Suffering

[Mathematics] is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
-- William Wordsworth

#Independent #Math #World

Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.
-- William Wordsworth

#Life #Past #Three

Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
-- William Wordsworth

#Positive #Weed #Wisdom

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
-- William Wordsworth

#Strength #Time #Flower

Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name.
-- William Wordsworth

#Fathers Day #Father #Names

Sweet childish days, that were as long, As twenty days are now.
-- William Wordsworth

#Sweet #Long #Time Management

O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice?
-- William Wordsworth

#Voice #Bird #Cuckoos

A cheerful life is what the Muses love. A soaring spirit is their prime delight.
-- William Wordsworth

#Cheerful #Delight #Spirit

Like an army defeated The snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill; The Ploughboy is whooping — anon — anon! There's joy in the mountains: There's life in the fountains; Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing; The rain is over and gone.
-- William Wordsworth

#Rain #Army #Blue

The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears.
-- William Wordsworth

#Mother #Growth #Tears

And what if thou, sweet May, hast known Mishap by worm and blight; If expectations newly blown Have perished in thy sight; If loves and joys, while up they sprung, Were caught as in a snare; Such is the lot of all the young, However bright and fair.
-- William Wordsworth

#Sweet #Sight #Expectations

Since thy return, through days and weeks Of hope that grew by stealth, How many wan and faded cheeks Have kindled into health! The Old, by thee revived, have said, 'Another year is ours;' And wayworn Wanderers, poorly fed, Have smiled upon thy flowers.
-- William Wordsworth

#Flower #Years #May

'T is hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of faith, and round the sufferer's temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind.
-- William Wordsworth

#Flower #Wind #Sorrow

Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.
-- William Wordsworth

#Summer #Song #Flower

In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard seat And birds and flowers once more to greet. . . .
-- William Wordsworth

#Sweet #Flower #Bird

The Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society.
-- William Wordsworth

#Passion #Together #Empires

Whom neither shape of danger can dismay, Nor thought of tender happiness betray.
-- William Wordsworth

#Betrayal #Shapes #Danger

The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
-- William Wordsworth

#Memories #Heaven

As thou these ashes, little brook, wilt bear Into the Avon, Avon to the tide Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas, Into main ocean they, this deed accursed An emblem yields to friends and enemies How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified By truth, shall spread, throughout the world dispersed.
-- William Wordsworth

#Friendship #Teacher #Ocean

Society became my glittering bride, And airy hopes my children.
-- William Wordsworth

#Children #My Children #Airy

But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things.
-- William Wordsworth

#Spring #Bitterness

Those old credulities, to Nature dear, Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock Of history?
-- William Wordsworth

#Historical #Dear #Credulity

Who, doomed to go in company with Pain And Fear and Bloodshed,-miserable train!- Turns his necessity to glorious gain.
-- William Wordsworth

#Pain #Gains #Miserable

Spade! Thou art a tool of honor in my hands. I press thee, through a yielding soil, with pride.
-- William Wordsworth

#Art #Pride #Hands

There is One great society alone on earth: The noble living and the noble dead.
-- William Wordsworth

#Life #Noble #Earth

Books are the best type of the influence of the past.
-- William Wordsworth

#Book #Past #Lovers

Monastic brotherhood, upon rock Aerial.
-- William Wordsworth

#Rocks #Brotherhood

Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
-- William Wordsworth

#Mean #Reality #Imagination

The mysteries that cups of flowers infold And all the gorgeous sights which fairies do behold.
-- William Wordsworth

#Flower #Sight #Cups

The soft blue sky did never melt Into his heart; he never felt The witchery of the soft blue sky!
-- William Wordsworth

#Heart #Blue #Sky

My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
-- William Wordsworth

#Eye #Heart #Tears

Minds that have nothing to confer Find little to perceive.
-- William Wordsworth

#Mind #Littles #Perceive

His love was like the liberal air, embracing all, to cheer and bless.
-- William Wordsworth

#Love #Cheer #Air

Sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.
-- William Wordsworth

#Sweet #Heart #Blood

The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart.
-- William Wordsworth

#Heart #Fever #World

I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul listened intensely; for from within were heard Murmurings whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea. Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of faith; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things, Of ebb and flow, and ever enduring power, And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless Agitation.
-- William Wordsworth

#Children #Heart #Sea

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.
-- William Wordsworth

#Sweet #Heart #Humble

The truth is easier when you leavin' it out. Like when you "5 minutes away" but you're just leavin your house?
-- William Wordsworth

#Rap #House #Hip Hop

Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
-- William Wordsworth

#Romance #Sitting #Sole

And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
-- William Wordsworth

#Heart #Men #Thinking

She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love.
-- William Wordsworth

#Spring #Maids #Way

Small service is true service, while it lasts.
-- William Wordsworth

#Lasts

Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!
-- William Wordsworth

#Sweet #Lying #Heart