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THE TWO APRIL MORNINGS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE TWO APRIL MORNINGS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

We walked along, while bright and red Uprose the morning sun; And Matthew stopped, he looked, and said, 'The will of God be done!' A village schoolmaster was he, With hair ...

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WRITTEN UPON A BLANK LEAF IN POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WRITTEN UPON A BLANK LEAF IN POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WHILE flowing rivers yield a blameless sport, Shall live the name of Walton: Sage benign! Whose pen, the mysteries of the rod and line Unfolding, did not fruitlessly exhort To ...

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BOOK FIFTH-BOOKS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK FIFTH-BOOKS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WHEN Contemplation, like the night-calm felt Through earth and sky, spreads widely, and sends deep Into the soul its tranquillising power, Even then I sometimes grieve for ...

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REPENTANCE POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

REPENTANCE POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

A PASTORAL BALLAD THE fields which with covetous spirit we sold, Those beautiful fields, the delight of the day, Would have brought us more good than a burthen of gold, ...

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BOOK SEVENTH (RESIDENCE IN LONDON) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK SEVENTH (RESIDENCE IN LONDON) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

SIX changeful years have vanished since I first Poured out (saluted by that quickening breeze Which met me issuing from the City's walls) A glad preamble to this Verse: I sang ...

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BOOK FIRST (INTRODUCTION-CHILDHOOD AND SCHOOL TIME) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK FIRST (INTRODUCTION-CHILDHOOD AND SCHOOL TIME) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

OH there is blessing in this gentle breeze, A visitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure ...

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METHOUGHT I SAW THE FOOTSTEPS OF A THRONE POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

METHOUGHT I SAW THE FOOTSTEPS OF A THRONE POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

METHOUGHT I saw the footsteps of a throne Which mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud-- Nor view of who might sit thereon allowed; But all the steps and ground about were ...

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THE MOTHER’S RETURN POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE MOTHER’S RETURN POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

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 ...

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THE TROSACHS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE TROSACHS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THERE 's not a nook within this solemn Pass, But were an apt confessional for one Taught by his summer spent, his autumn gone, That Life is but a tale of morning grass ...

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SEPTEMBER 1815 POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

SEPTEMBER 1815 POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WHILE not a leaf seems faded; while the fields, With ripening harvest prodigally fair, In brightest sunshine bask; this nipping air, Sent from some distant clime ...

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BOOK FOURTEENTH (CONCLUSION) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK FOURTEENTH (CONCLUSION) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

In one of those excursions (may they ne'er Fade from remembrance!) through the Northern tracts Of Cambria ranging with a youthful friend, I left Bethgelert's huts at ...

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BOOK SIXTH (CAMBRIDGE AND THE ALPS) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK SIXTH (CAMBRIDGE AND THE ALPS) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE leaves were fading when to Esthwaite's banks And the simplicities of cottage life I bade farewell; and, one among the youth Who, summoned by that season, reunite As ...

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TO THE DAISY (FIRST POEM) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

TO THE DAISY (FIRST POEM) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

"Her divine skill taught me this, That from every thing I saw I could some instruction draw, And raise pleasure to the height Through the meanest objects sight. By the murmur ...

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BOOK NINTH (RESIDENCE IN FRANCE) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK NINTH (RESIDENCE IN FRANCE) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

EVEN as a river,--partly (it might seem) Yielding to old remembrances, and swayed In part by fear to shape a way direct, That would engulph him soon in the ravenous sea-- ...

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MEMORIALS OF A TOUR IN SCOTLAND 1814 1. SUGGESTED BY A BEAUTIFUL RUIN UPON ONE OF THE ISLANDS OF LOCH LOMOND POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

MEMORIALS OF A TOUR IN SCOTLAND 1814 1. SUGGESTED BY A BEAUTIFUL RUIN UPON ONE OF THE ISLANDS OF LOCH LOMOND POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

I To barren heath, bleak moor, and quaking fen, Or depth of labyrinthine glen; Or into trackless forest set With trees, whose lofty umbrage met; World-wearied Men withdrew ...

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THE PRELUDE, BOOK 2: SCHOOL-TIME (CONTINUED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE PRELUDE, BOOK 2: SCHOOL-TIME (CONTINUED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much Unvisited, endeavour'd to retrace My life through its first years, and measured back The way I travell'd when I first began To ...

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THE RUSSIAN FUGITIVE POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE RUSSIAN FUGITIVE POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

I ENOUGH of rose-bud lips, and eyes Like harebells bathed in dew, Of cheek that with carnation vies, And veins of violet hue; Earth wants not beauty that may scorn A ...

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THE MOTHER’S RETURN POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE MOTHER’S RETURN POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

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 ...

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BOOK ELEVENTH: FRANCE (CONCLUDED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK ELEVENTH: FRANCE (CONCLUDED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

FROM that time forth, Authority in France Put on a milder face; Terror had ceased, Yet everything was wanting that might give Courage to them who looked for good by light Of ...

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BOOK SECOND (SCHOOL-TIME CONTINUED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK SECOND (SCHOOL-TIME CONTINUED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THUS far, O Friend! have we, though leaving much Unvisited, endeavoured to retrace The simple ways in which my childhood walked; Those chiefly that first led me to the love Of ...

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BOOK THIRTEENTH (IMAGINATION AND TASTE, HOW IMPAIRED AND RESTORED CONCLUDED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK THIRTEENTH (IMAGINATION AND TASTE, HOW IMPAIRED AND RESTORED CONCLUDED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

FROM Nature doth emotion come, and moods Of calmness equally are Nature's gift: This is her glory; these two attributes Are sister horns that constitute her strength. Hence ...

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TO THE DAISY POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

TO THE DAISY POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

IN youth from rock to rock I went From hill to hill in discontent Of pleasure high and turbulent, Most pleased when most uneasy; But now my own delights I make,--- Thirst at ...

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TO MAY POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

TO MAY POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THOUGH many suns have risen and set Since thou, blithe May, wert born, And Bards, who hailed thee, may forget Thy gift, thy beauty scorn; There are who to a birthday strain ...

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BOOK TWELFTH (IMAGINATION AND TASTE, HOW IMPAIRED AND RESTORED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK TWELFTH (IMAGINATION AND TASTE, HOW IMPAIRED AND RESTORED) POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

LONG time have human ignorance and guilt Detained us, on what spectacles of woe Compelled to look, and inwardly oppressed With sorrow, disappointment, vexing thoughts, ...

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THE EMIGRANT MOTHER POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE EMIGRANT MOTHER POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

ONCE in a lonely hamlet I sojourned In which a Lady driven from France did dwell; The big and lesser griefs with which she mourned, In friendship she to me would often tell. ...

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WHEN TO THE ATTRACTIONS OF THE BUSY WORLD POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WHEN TO THE ATTRACTIONS OF THE BUSY WORLD POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WHEN, to the attractions of the busy world, Preferring studious leisure, I had chosen A habitation in this peaceful Vale, Sharp season followed of continual storm In deepest ...

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VAUDRACOUR AND JULIA POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

VAUDRACOUR AND JULIA POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

O HAPPY time of youthful lovers (thus My story may begin) O balmy time, In which a love-knot on a lady's brow Is fairer than the fairest star in heaven! To such inheritance of ...

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TO DORA POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

TO DORA POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

''A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps, a little further on!'' --What trick of memory to 'my' voice hath brought This mournful iteration? For though Time, ...

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THE PRIMROSE OF THE ROCK POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE PRIMROSE OF THE ROCK POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

A Rock there is whose homely front The passing traveller slights; Yet there the glow-worms hang their lamps, Like stars, at various heights; And one coy Primrose to that ...

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THE OAK AND THE BROOM POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE OAK AND THE BROOM POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

A Pastoral I HIS simple truths did Andrew glean Beside the babbling rills; A careful student he had been Among the woods and hills. One winter's night, when through the ...

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THE FEMALE VAGRANT POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE FEMALE VAGRANT POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

By Derwent's side my Father's cottage stood, (The Woman thus her artless story told) One field, a flock, and what the neighboring flood Supplied, to him were more than mines of ...

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THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE, OR, THE FATE OF THE NORTONS – CANTO FIRST POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE, OR, THE FATE OF THE NORTONS – CANTO FIRST POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

FROM Bolton's old monastic tower The bells ring loud with gladsome power; The sun shines bright; the fields are gay With people in their best array Of stole and doublet, hood ...

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TO SIR GEORGE HOWLAND BEAUMONT, BART FROM THE SOUTH-WEST COAST OR CUMBERLAND 1811 POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

TO SIR GEORGE HOWLAND BEAUMONT, BART FROM THE SOUTH-WEST COAST OR CUMBERLAND 1811 POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

FAR from our home by Grasmere's quiet Lake, From the Vale's peace which all her fields partake, Here on the bleakest point of Cumbria's shore We sojourn stunned by Ocean's ...

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THE RECLUSE – BOOK FIRST POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE RECLUSE – BOOK FIRST POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

HOME AT GRASMERE ONCE to the verge of yon steep barrier came A roving school-boy; what the adventurer's age Hath now escaped his memory--but the hour, One of a golden summer ...

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THE WAGGONER – CANTO FOURTH POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE WAGGONER – CANTO FOURTH POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THUS they, with freaks of proud delight, Beguile the remnant of the night; And many a snatch of jovial song Regales them as they wind along; While to the music, from on high, ...

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DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES TAKEN DURING A PEDESTRIAN TOUR AMONG THE ALPS – POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES TAKEN DURING A PEDESTRIAN TOUR AMONG THE ALPS – POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WERE there, below, a spot of holy ground Where from distress a refuge might be found, And solitude prepare the soul for heaven; Sure, nature's God that spot to man had ...

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THE REDBREAST CHASING THE BUTTERFLY POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

THE REDBREAST CHASING THE BUTTERFLY POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, The pious bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The bird that comes about our doors When Autumn-winds are sobbing? ...

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TRUBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF THE SAME DOG POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

TRUBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF THE SAME DOG POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

LIE here, without a record of thy worth, Beneath a covering of the common earth! It is not from unwillingness to praise, Or want of love, that here no Stone we raise; More ...

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A MADRIGAL POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

A MADRIGAL POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, Age ...

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SIGH NO MORE POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SIGH NO MORE POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever; One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you ...

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SONNET 102: MY LOVE IS STRENGTHENED, THOUGH MORE WEAK IN SEEMING POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 102: MY LOVE IS STRENGTHENED, THOUGH MORE WEAK IN SEEMING POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear; That love is merchandized, whose rich esteeming The owner's tongue doth ...

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SONNET LIV POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET LIV POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. ...

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SONNET 104: TO ME, FAIR FRIEND, YOU NEVER CAN BE OLD POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 104: TO ME, FAIR FRIEND, YOU NEVER CAN BE OLD POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold, Have from the forests shook three ...

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SONNET 12: WHEN I DO COUNT THE CLOCK THAT TELLS THE TIME POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 12: WHEN I DO COUNT THE CLOCK THAT TELLS THE TIME POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silvered o'er with white; ...

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SPRING AND WINTER POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SPRING AND WINTER POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

WHEN daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks ...

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SONNET 94: THEY THAT HAVE POWER TO HURT AND WILL DO NONE POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 94: THEY THAT HAVE POWER TO HURT AND WILL DO NONE POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing, they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmovèd, cold, and to temptation slow, ...

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SONNET 5: THOSE HOURS, THAT WITH GENTLE WORK DID FRAME POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 5: THOSE HOURS, THAT WITH GENTLE WORK DID FRAME POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell, Will play the tyrants to the very same And that unfair which fairly doth excel; For ...

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SONNET 54: 0, HOW MUCH MORE DOTH BEAUTY BEAUTEOUS SEEM POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 54: 0, HOW MUCH MORE DOTH BEAUTY BEAUTEOUS SEEM POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which ...

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SINNET 56: SWEET, LOVE, RENEW THY FORCE, BE IT NOT SAID POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SINNET 56: SWEET, LOVE, RENEW THY FORCE, BE IT NOT SAID POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Sweet love, renew thy force! Be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, Which but today by feeding is allayed, Tomorrow sharpened in his former might. So, love, ...

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SONNET 6: THEN LET NOT WINTER’S RAGGED HAND DEFACE POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 6: THEN LET NOT WINTER’S RAGGED HAND DEFACE POEM BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Then let not winter's ragged hand deface In thee thy summer ere thou be distilled. Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed. ...

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