And I am happy when I sing.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHHe spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
More William Wordsworth Quotes
-
And I am happy when I sing.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThe education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHBut thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThen my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHAs high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHWith an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHOur birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHAnd now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHMemories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHChains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThe 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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHA famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHContinuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH -
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHSuffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH







