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William Wordsworth
(1770-1850)
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"'Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love"
'Tis said, that some have died for love:
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"A Narrow Girdle of Rough Stones and Crags,"
A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags,
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"A Whirl-Blast from Behind the Hill"
A Whirl-Blast from behind the hill
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"Calm is all Nature as a Resting Wheel."
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel.
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"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"
I wandered lonely as a cloud
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"It was an April morning: fresh and clear"
It was an April morning: fresh and clear
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"She Dwelt Among Untrodden Ways"
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
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"She Was a Phantom of Delight"
She Was a phantom of delight
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"Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known"
Strange fits of passion have I known:
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"Surprised by Joy--Impatient as the Wind"
Surprised by joy — impatient as the Wind
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"The World Is To Much With Us; Late and Soon"
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
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"There is an Eminence,--of these our hills"
There is an Eminence,--of these our hills
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"Three Years She Grew in Sun and Shower,"
Three years she grew in sun and shower,
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"With Ships the Sea was Sprinkled Far and Nigh,"
With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,
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A Character
I marvel how Nature could ever find space
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A Night-Piece
------The sky is overcast
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A Poet's Epitaph
Art thou a Statist in the van
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A Wren's Nest
Among the dwellings framed by birds
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Address To The Scholars Of The Village School Of ----
I come, ye little noisy Crew,
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An Evening Walk, Addressed to a Young Lady
"Waving his hat, the shepherd, from the vale,
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Andrew Jones
I hate that Andrew Jones; he'll breed
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Anecdote For Fathers
I have a boy of five years old;
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Animal Tranquillity and Decay
The little hedgerow birds,
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Birth of Love, The
When Love was born of heavenly line,
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Brothers, The
"These Tourists, heaven preserve us! needs must live
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Childless Father, The
"Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away!
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Complaint Of a Forsaken Indian Woman, The
Before I see another day,
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Danish Boy, The: A Fragment
Between two sister moorland rills
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Elegiac Stanzas
Lulled by the sound of pastoral bells,
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Ellen Irwin
Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sate
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Expostulation and Reply
"Why, William, on that old grey stone,
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For The Spot Where The Hermitage Stood on St. Herbert's Island, Derwentwater.
If thou in the dear love of some one Friend
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Forsaken, The
The peace which other seek they find;
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Fountain, The: A Conversation
We talked with open heart, and tongue
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Goody Blake and Harry Gill
Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter?
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Green Linnet, The
Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
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Guilt and Sorrow
A traveller on the skirt of Sarum's Plain
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Hart-Leap Well
The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor
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Her Eyes are Wild
Her eyes are wild, her head is bare,
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Idiot Boy, The
'Tis eight o'clock,--a clear March night,
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Idle Shepherd Boys, The
The valley rings with mirth and joy;
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Influence of Natural Objects
Wisdom and Spirit of the universe!
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Kitten And Falling Leaves, The
That way look, my Infant, lo!
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Lament of Mary Queen of Scots, on The Eve of a New Year
Smile of the Moon!---for I so name
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Last of The Flock, The
In distant countries have I been,
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Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey
Five years have past; five summers, with the length
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Lines Left upon a Seat in a Yew-tree
Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely Yew-tree stands
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Lines written as a School Exercise at Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis
"And has the Sun his flaming chariot driven
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Lines Written In Early Spring
I heard a thousand blended notes,
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Lucy Gray
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:
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Michael: A Pastoral Poem
If from the public way you turn your steps
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Mother's Return, The
A month, sweet Little-ones, is past
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Nutting
---------------------It seems a day
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Oak and The Broom, The: A Pastoral Poem
His simple truths did Andrew glean
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Ode, Composed On A May Morning
While from the purpling east departs
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Ode, On Intimations Of Immortality
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
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Old Cumberland Beggar, The
I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;
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Pet-Lamb, The: A Pastoral Poem
The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink;
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Peter Bell, A Tale
There's something in a flying horse,
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Rainbow, The
My heart leaps up when I behold
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Remembrance of Collins
Glide gently, thus for ever glide,
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Reverie of Poor Susan, The
At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears,
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Rural Architecture
There's George Fisher, Charles Fleming, and Reginald Shore,
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Russian Fugitive, The
Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes
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Ruth
When Ruth was left half desolate,
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Sailor's Mother, The
One morning (raw it was and wet---
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Seven Sisters, The
Seven Daughter had Lord Archibald,
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Simon Lee, The Old Huntsman
In the sweet shire of Cardigan,
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Simplon Pass, The
------Brook and road
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Solitary Reaper, The
Behold her, single in the field,
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Song For The Wandering Jew
Though the torrents from their fountains
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Sparrow's Nest, The
Behold, within the leafy shade,
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Stanzas
ONCE I could hail (howe'er serene the sky)
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Stanzas
WITHIN our happy castle there dwelt One
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Table Turned, The
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
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There was a Boy
There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs
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Thorn, The
"There is a Thorn--it looks so old,
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To A Butterfly (first poem)
Stay near me---do not take thy flight!
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To A Butterfly (second poem)
I've watched you now a full half-hour,
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To A Sexton
Let thy wheel-barrow alone--
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To Joanna
Amid the smoke of cities did you pass
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To M.H.
Our walk was far among the ancient trees:
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To May
Though many suns have risen and set
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To My Sister
It is the first mild day of March:
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To The Cuckoo
O Blithe New-comer! I have heard,
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To The Daisy (first poem)
"Her divine skill taught me this,
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To The Daisy (fourth poem)
Sweet Flower! belike one day to have
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To The Daisy (third poem)
Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere,
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To The Same Flower (second poem)
With little here to do or see
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Two April Mornings, The
We walked along, while bright and red
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Two Thieves, The
O now that the genius of Bewick were mine,
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Waterfall and The Eglantine, The
"Begone, thou fond presumptuous Elf,"
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We are Seven
--------A Simple Child,
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Wishing-gate, The
Hope rules a land forever green:
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Written in Germany, On One of The Coldest Days Of The Century
A plague on your languages, German and Norse!
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Written With a Pencil Upon a Stone In The Wall of The House, On The Island at Grasmere
Rude is this Edifice, and Thou hast seen
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