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Quotes of William Wordsworth 1887-1943 American Columnist Critic
William Wordsworth Photo and Biography
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[A] mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone. (intellect)
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. (poetry)
Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present to live better in the future. (life)
Nature never did betray The heart that loved her. (nature)
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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity. (suffering)
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind. (unknown)
The Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time. (poetry)
We have within ourselves
Enough to fill the present day with joy,
And overspread the future years with hope. (joy)
Not without hope we suffer and we mourn. (suffering)
Huge and mighty forms that do not live like living men, moved slowly through the mind by day and were trouble to my dreams. (dreams & dreamers)
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. (music)
The holy time is quiet as a nun
Breathless with adoration. (time)
When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign in solitude. (solitude)
Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory. (thoughts)
Often have I sighed to measure
By myself a lonely pleasure,
Sighed to think, I read a book
Only read, perhaps, by me. (pleasure)
We live by admiration, hope and love; and even as these are well and wisely fixed, in dignity of being we ascend. (life)
What are fears but voices airy?
Whispering harm where harm is not.
And deluding the unwary
Till the fatal bolt is shot. (fear)
His love was like the liberal air, embracing all, to cheer and bless. (love)
We live by admiration, hope and love. (life)
Come forth into the light of things; Let nature be your Teacher. (nature)
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold. (freedom (liberty))
There is a dark invisible workmanship - that reconciles discordant elements - and makes them move in one society. (society)
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. (dancing)
What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars. (pride)
That blessed mood in which the burthen of the mystery, in which the heavy and the weary weight of all this unintelligible world is lightened. (contentment)
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