William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

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  • Rookie bharatashree medar (5/1/2015 2:11:00 AM)

    Can i get whole poem set in pdf format???

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  • Freshman - 558 Points Zoila T. Flores (4/26/2015 3:52:00 PM)

    Well, this is a beautiful poem.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,123 Points Panmelys Panmelys (4/7/2015 12:31:00 PM)

    Has a special memory for me as I won first prize for a painting of subject about the poem of Wordsworth Daffodils.
    All English school children learn this poem, and remains in the memory a lifetime. A great poet, no doubt, but some
    epics too long for today's world. Panmelys

  • Freshman - 787 Points Mehmet Turgut (12/10/2014 4:29:00 AM)

    wonderfull poem, wonderfull poet

  • Rookie - 0 Points Othman Marzouq (12/8/2014 1:52:00 AM)

    My favorite poet among romantic poets

  • Rookie - 2 Points Ramya Ramya (7/19/2014 4:45:00 AM)

    simply superb..... this poem should be taught or atleast known to all literature students den only the beauty of a poem wil be known to all....

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  • Rookie - 14 Points Gokul Krishnan (7/3/2014 5:46:00 AM)

    Wordsworth is a poet who could make a difference in my mood, his poems are too gentle.

  • Freshman - 830 Points Anamta Ali Pasha (7/2/2014 2:50:00 AM)

    Its my favourite poet..........ever in english poetry.......

  • Rookie S B (5/5/2014 5:41:00 PM)

    amazing poet! A Character is a very good one of his

Best Poem of William Wordsworth

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I ...

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The Trosachs

THERE 's not a nook within this solemn Pass,
   But were an apt confessional for one
   Taught by his summer spent, his autumn gone,
That Life is but a tale of morning grass
Wither'd at eve. From scenes of art which chase
   That thought away, turn, and with watchful eyes
   Feed it 'mid Nature's old felicities,
Rocks, rivers, and smooth lakes more clear than glass
Untouch'd, unbreathed upon. Thrice happy quest,

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