873 Quotes by William Wordsworth

When a damp/ Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand/ The thing became a trumpet; whence he blew/ Soul-animating strains - alas, too few!

The wealthiest man among us is the best

Thou unassuming common-place of Nature, with that homely face.

My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man;

Ah, what a warning for a thoughtless man, Could field or grove, could any spot of earth, Show to his eye an image of the pangs Which it hath witnessed,-render back an echo Of the sad steps by which it hath been trod!

But trailing clouds of glory do we come,From God, who is our home:Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

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.

There is a dark invisible workmanship - that reconciles discordant elements - and makes them move in one society

Dreams, books, are each a world.