873 Quotes by William Wordsworth

The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and praises seemed to run So fast out of his heart, I thought They never would have done. -I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.

The primal duties shine aloft, like stars;The charities that soothe, and heal, and blessAre scattered at the feet of Man, like flowers.

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the sea: Listen! the mighty being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thundereverlastingly.

That to this mountain-daisy's self were known The beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrown On the smooth surface of this naked stone!

We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.

Delivered from the galling yoke of time.

A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy.

Faith is, necessary to explain anything, and to reconcile the foreknowledge of God with human evil.

Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close upon the growing boy.