William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

William Wordsworth Poems

121. The Prelude, Book 2: School-Time (Continued) 1/1/2004
122. The Prelude, Book 1: Childhood And School-Time 1/1/2004
123. The Power Of Armies Is A Visible Thing 1/3/2003
124. The Pet-Lamb 4/5/2010
125. The Passing Of The Elder Bards 4/5/2010
126. The Old Cumberland Beggar 12/31/2002
127. The Oak Of Guernica Supposed Address To The Same 4/5/2010
128. The Oak And The Broom 4/5/2010
129. The Mother's Return 5/17/2001
130. The Morning Of The Day Appointed For A General Thanksgiving. January 18, 1816 4/5/2010
131. The Martial Courage Of A Day Is Vain 4/5/2010
132. The Longest Day 1/3/2003
133. The Last Of The Flock 12/31/2002
134. The Kitten And Falling Leaves 5/17/2001
135. The King Of Sweden 4/5/2010
136. The Idle Shepherd Boys 5/17/2001
137. The Idiot Boy 12/31/2002
138. The Horn Of Egremont Castle 4/5/2010
139. The Highland Broach 4/5/2010
140. The Green Linnet 5/17/2001
141. The Germans On The Heighs Of Hochheim 4/5/2010
142. The French Revolution As It Appeared To Enthusiasts 1/1/2004
143. The French Army In Russia, 1812-13 4/5/2010
144. The French And The Spanish Guerillas 4/5/2010
145. The Fountain 1/3/2003
146. The Forsaken 5/17/2001
147. The Force Of Prayer, Or, The Founding Of Bolton, A Tradition 4/5/2010
148. The Farmer Of Tilsbury Vale 4/5/2010
149. The Fairest, Brightest, Hues Of Ether Fade 4/5/2010
150. The Emigrant Mother 4/5/2010
151. The Eagle And The Dove 4/5/2010
152. The Danish Boy: A Fragment 12/31/2002
153. The Cottager To Her Infant 4/5/2010
154. The Complaint Of A Forsaken Indian Woman 5/17/2001
155. The Childless Father 12/31/2002
156. The Brothers 12/31/2002
157. The Birth Of Love 12/31/2002
158. Sweet Was The Walk 5/9/2011
159. Surprised By Joy 5/17/2001
160. Stray Pleasures 4/5/2010
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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WITHIN our happy castle there dwelt One
Whom without blame I may not overlook;
For never sun on living creature shone
Who more devout enjoyment with us took:
Here on his hours he hung as on a book,
On his own time here would he float away,
As doth a fly upon a summer brook;
But go tomorrow, or belike today,
Seek for him,---he is fled; and whither none can say.

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