William Wordsworth Quotes


Yet sometimes, when the secret cup
Of still and serious thought went round,
It seemed as if he drank it up --
He felt with spirit so profound.
- William Wordsworth



Written in Early Spring I heard a thousand blended notes While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think What Man has made of Man. - William Wordsworth



Worse than idle is compassion if it ends in tears and sighs. - William Wordsworth