William Wordsworth Quotes

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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
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

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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!

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Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.

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Rapine, avarice, expense
This is idolatry; and these we adore:
Plain living and high thinking are no more:
The homely beauty of the good old cause
Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence,
And pure religion breathing household laws.

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On that best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered, acts
Of kindness and of love.

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Full twenty times was Peter feared,
For once that Peter was respected.

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All shod with steel
We hissed along the polished ice, in games
Confederate.

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What is pride? A whizzing rocket
That would emulate a star.

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Blessings be with them, and eternal praise,
Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares!—
The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs
Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays.

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No bird, but an invisible thing,
A voice, a mystery.

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And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law
In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.

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

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But an old age serene and bright,
And lovely as a Lapland night,
Shall lead thee to thy grave.

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Man now presides
In power, where once he trembled in his weakness;
Science advances with gigantic strides;
But are we aught enriched in love and meekness?

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Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel
To self-reproach.

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Mark the babe not long accustomed to this breathing world; One that hath barely learned to shape a smile, though yet irrational of soul, to grasp with tiny finger - to let fall a tear; And, as the heavy cloud of sleep dissolves, To stretch his limbs, becoming, as might seem. The outward functions of intelligent man.

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Of all that is most beauteous, imaged there
In happier beauty; more pellucid streams,
An ampler ether, a diviner air,
And fields invested with purpureal gleams.

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A cheerful life is what the Muses love,
A soaring spirit is their prime delight.

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The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this.

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She was a Phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely Apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament;
Her eyes as stars of twilight fair,
Like twilights too her dusky hair,
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful dawn.

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All men feel something of an honorable bigotry for the objects which have long continued to please them.

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And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.

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Oft on the dappled turf at ease
I sit, and play with similes,
Loose types of things through all degrees.

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Alas! how little can a moment show
Of an eye where feeling plays
In ten thousand dewy rays:
A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!

William Wordsworth