William Wordsworth quotes - page 6

True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved. (William Wordsworth)

On a fair prospect some have looked, And felt, as I have heard them say, As if the moving time had been A thing as steadfast as the scene On which they gazed themselves away.

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O Reader had you in your mind Such stores as silent thought can bring, O gentle Reader you would find A tale in everything.

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Give all thou canst high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more.

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Dreams, books, are each a world and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good. Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.

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Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows That for oblivion take their daily birth From all the fuming vanities of earth.

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Turning, for them who pass, the common dust Of servile opportunity to gold.

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The stars of midnight shall be dear To her and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.

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Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness.

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Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep The river glideth at his own sweet will Dear God the very houses seem asleep And all that mighty heart is lying still.

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Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice The confidence of reason give, And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live. (William Wordsworth)

The light that never was, on sea or land The consecration, and the Poet's dream.

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But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for humankind, Is happy as a lover.

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Who, doomed to go in company with Pain And Fear and Bloodshed,miserable train Turns his necessity to glorious gain.

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Thou has left behind Powers that will work for thee,air, earth, and skies There 's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee thou hast great allies Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind.

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Those old credulities, to Nature dear, Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock Of history.

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Up up my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you 'll grow double Up up my friend, and clear your looks Why all this toil and trouble.

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Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place.

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Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain That has been, and may be again.

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The bosom-weight, your stubborn gift, That no philosophy can lift.

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'What is good for a bootless bene' With these dark words begins my tale And their meaning is, Whence can comfort spring When prayer is of no avail. (William Wordsworth)

And he is oft the wisest man Who is not wise at all.

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Pleasures newly found are sweet When they lie about our feet.

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But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things.

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Every gift of noble origin Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath.

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William Wordsworth

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Occupation: English Poet
Born: April 7, 1770
Died: April 23, 1850
Quotes count: 398
Wikipedia: William Wordsworth

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