The Writings of William Wordsworth

Excerpts from Wordsworth's poetry, prose, and letters.

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I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

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Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!
Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound?
Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye
Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground?
-From To the Skylark
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(art by Samuel Palmer, The Rising of the Skylark)

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Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.

-From The Excursion
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Lo! where the Moon along the sky
Sails with her happy destiny;
Oft is she hid from mortal eye
Or dimly seen,
But when the clouds asunder fly
How bright her mien!

-From A Night Thought
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Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?

-From Lines Written in Early Spring #Wordsworth

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My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
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!
-From My Heart Leaps Up
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(photo by Martin Lawrence)

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"What though the radiance that was once so bright, be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind."
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Come! —let me see thee sink into a dream Of quiet thoughts,—protracted till thine eye
Be calm as water when the winds are gone And no one can tell whither—my sweet friend! We two have had such happy hours together That my heart melts in me to think of it.
-From 'Traveling'

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The grass is bright with rain-drops;—on the moors
The hare is running races in her mirth;
And with her feet she from the plashy earth
Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun,
Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
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The rising sun, and on the plains descend;
Yet art thou welcome, welcome as a friend.

To a Snowdrop,
by William Wordsworth

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Lone Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they
But hardier far, once more I see thee bend
Thy forehead, as if fearful to offend,
Like an unbidden guest. Though day by day,
Storms, sallying from the mountain-tops waylay

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Bliss it was in that dawn to be alive
But to be young was very heaven.
-From 'The Prelude'
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True beauty dwells in deep retreats,
   Whose veil is unremoved
Til heart with heart in concord beats,
   And the Lover is beloved.
-From 'To Mary'
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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:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory we
Do come, from God who is our home
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From Lines Written in Early Spring #Wordsworth #poetry

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I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.