William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

1. I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud 12/31/2002
2. Daffodils 1/3/2003
3. A Character 12/31/2002
4. She Dwelt Among The Untrodden Ways 12/31/2002
5. It Was An April Morning: Fresh And Clear 12/31/2002
6. The World Is Too Much With Us; Late And Soon 12/31/2002
7. A Night Thought 1/3/2003
8. Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey 12/31/2002
9. A Night-Piece 12/31/2002
10. Calm Is All Nature As A Resting Wheel 12/31/2002
11. The Solitary Reaper 5/17/2001
12. A Complaint 1/3/2003
13. A Whirl-Blast From Behind The Hill 12/31/2002
14. A Narrow Girdle Of Rough Stones And Crags 12/31/2002
15. Strange Fits Of Passion Have I Known 12/31/2002
16. My Heart Leaps Up 1/20/2003
17. A Farewell 4/5/2010
18. Ode On Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood 5/17/2001
19. We Are Seven 12/31/2002
20. A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal 1/3/2003
21. There Is An Eminence,--Of These Our Hills 12/31/2002
22. Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 1/20/2003
23. A Poet's Epitaph 12/31/2002
24. With Ships The Sea Was Sprinkled Far And Nigh 12/31/2002
25. A Poet! He Hath Put His Heart To School 1/1/2004
26. A Wren's Nest 5/17/2001
27. 'Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love 12/31/2002
28. Perfect Woman 1/4/2003
29. Memory 1/3/2003
30. It Is A Beauteous Evening 1/3/2003
31. Lines Written In Early Spring 5/17/2001
32. By The Seaside 1/3/2003
33. Lucy Gray, Or Solitude 12/31/2002
34. Desideria 1/4/2003
35. After-Thought 1/1/2004
36. London, 1802 1/3/2003
37. Upon Westminster Bridge 1/4/2003
38. Written In March 1/3/2003
39. A Flower Garden At Coleorton Hall, Leicestershire. 4/5/2010
40. The Idiot Boy 12/31/2002
Best Poem of William Wordsworth

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

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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A Complaint

There is a change--and I am poor;
Your love hath been, nor long ago,
A fountain at my fond heart's door,
Whose only business was to flow;
And flow it did; not taking heed
Of its own bounty, or my need.

What happy moments did I count!
Blest was I then all bliss above!

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