873 Quotes by William Wordsworth

Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair. . . .

I traveled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea: Nor England! Did I know till then What love I bore to thee

The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet's dream.

Laying out grounds... may be considered as a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting.... it is to assist Nature in moving the affections... the affections of those who have the deepest perception of the beauty of Nature...

Let the moon shine on the in thy solitary walk; and let the misty mountain-winds be free to blow against thee.

. . . I would stand,If the night blackened with a coming storm,Beneath some rock, listening to notes that areThe ghostly language of the ancient earth,Or make their dim abode in distant winds.Thence did I drink the visionary power;And deem not profitless those fleeting moodsOf shadowy exultation: not for this,That they are kindred to our purer mindAnd intellectual life; but that the soul,Remembering how she felt, but what she feltRemembering not, retains an obscure senseOf possible sublimity. . . .

Sweetest melodies.Are those that are by distance made more sweet.

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.

Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide;The Form remains, the Function never dies.