William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

81. Elegiac Stanzas Suggested By A Picture Of Peele Castle 1/1/2004
82. Ellen Irwin 12/31/2002
83. Emperors And Kings, How Oft Have Temples Rung 4/5/2010
84. England I 1/4/2003
85. England Ii 1/4/2003
86. England Iii 1/4/2003
87. England Iv 1/4/2003
88. England V 1/4/2003
89. England! The Time Is Come When Thou Should’st Wean 4/5/2010
90. Epitaphs Translated From Chiabrera 4/5/2010
91. Even As A Dragon’s Eye That Feels The Stress 4/5/2010
92. Evening On Calais Beach 1/4/2003
93. Expostulation And Reply 12/31/2002
94. Extempore Effusion Upon The Death Of James Hogg 1/1/2004
95. Extract From The Conclusion Of A Poem Composed In Anticipation Of Leaving School 4/5/2010
96. Feelings Of A French Royalist, On The Disinterment Of The Remains Of The Duke D’enghien 4/5/2010
97. Feelings Of A Noble Biscayan At One Of Those Funerals 4/5/2010
98. Feelings Of The Tyrolese 4/5/2010
99. Fidelity 4/5/2010
100. For The Spot Where The Hermitage Stood On St. Herbert's Island, Derwentwater. 12/31/2002
101. Foresight 1/3/2003
102. Fountain, The: A Conversation 12/31/2002
103. From The Cuckoo And The Nightingale 4/5/2010
104. From The Dark Chambers Of Dejection Freed 4/5/2010
105. From The Italian Of Michael Angelo 4/5/2010
106. George And Sarah Green 4/5/2010
107. Gipsies 4/5/2010
108. Goody Blake And Harry Gill 12/31/2002
109. Guilt And Sorrow 12/31/2002
110. Hail, Twilight, Sovereign Of One Peaceful Hour 4/5/2010
111. Hail, Zaragoza! If With Unwet Eye 4/5/2010
112. Hart-Leap Well 12/31/2002
113. Here Pause: The Poet Claims At Least This Praise 4/5/2010
114. Hint From The Mountains For Certain Political Pretenders 4/5/2010
115. Hoffer 4/5/2010
116. How Sweet It Is, When Mother Fancy Rocks 4/5/2010
117. I Grieved For Buonaparte 4/5/2010
118. I Know An Old Man Constrained To Dwell 1/3/2003
119. I Travelled Among Unknown Men 1/3/2003
120. I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils) 1/3/2003
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 Mother's Return

A MONTH, sweet Little-ones, is past
Since your dear Mother went away,---
And she tomorrow will return;
Tomorrow is the happy day.

O blessed tidings! thought of joy!
The eldest heard with steady glee;
Silent he stood; then laughed amain,---
And shouted, ' Mother, come to me!'

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