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 WORDSWORTHLife is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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 WORDSWORTHOur birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHTo me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHNever to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHCome forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHAnd suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner’s eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHPoetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHMy eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHOne daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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 WORDSWORTHAnd we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThe memory of the just survives in Heaven.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHBe mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHWhat we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH