William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworthwas a major English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature with their joint publication Lyrical Ballads...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 April 1770
blessed burden heavy mystery weary
That blessed mood,In which the burden of the mystery,In which the heavy and the weary weightOf all this unintelligible world,Is lightened.
cottage evening named
The cottage which was named the Evening Star/ Is gone.
exposed knowledge suffering tempted
More skilful in self-knowledge, even more pure,/ As tempted more; more able to endure,/ As more exposed to suffering and distress.
anger compelled dwelling ear earth food gives hear human leave life loathing mercy pain search shall till wander waste
No human ear shall ever hear me speak;No human dwelling ever give me food,Or sleep, or rest: but, over waste and wild,In search of nothing, that this earth can give,But expiation, will I wander on --A Man by pain and thought compelled to live,Yet loathing life -- till anger is appeasedIn Heaven, and Mercy gives me leave to die.
heart man
And much it grieved my heart to thinkWhat Man has made of Man.
build
So build we up the being that we are.
alone dead earth great living noble society
One great society alone on earth: the noble living and the noble dead
charm flower music shy smell soft sweetest
Soft is the music that would charm for ever; The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly.
dear heart houses lying mighty seem
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;And all that mighty heart is lying still!
god love
The love of God is passionate. He pursues each of us even when we know it not.
bore heard heart music
The music in my heart I bore long after it was heard no more
grow life shall
So was it when my life began;So is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old,Or let me die!
heart leaps rainbow
My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky.
action betrayed men motion ourselves transitory wonder
Action is transitory a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle, this way or that 'Tis done, and in the after-vacancy We wonder at ourselves like men betrayed