Poems by William Wordsworth
Her Eyes Are Wild
... VIII "Dread not their taunts, my little Life ...
The Germans On The Heighs Of Hochheim
... The barrier Rhine hath flashed, through battle-smoke, ...
To a Skylark
... Those quivering wings composed, that music still! ...
A Night-Piece
... Chequering the ground-from rock, plant, tree, or tower ...
Bothwell Castle
... Memory, like Sleep, hath powers which dreams obey, ...
The Waterfall And The Eglantine
... V "But now proud thoughts are in your breast-- ...
Written In Germany On One Of The Coldest Days Of The Century
... Of thy brethren a march thou should'st sound through the clouds, ...
Most Sweet it is
... The Mind's internal heaven shall shed her dews ...
In The Pass Of Killicranky
... Was stopped, and could not breathe beneath the load ...
A Fact, And An Imagination, Or, Canute And Alfred, On The Seashore
... "My faithful followers, lo! the tide is spent&emsp ...
By The Seaside
... Where, now, the ships that drove before the blast, ...
Expostulation and Reply
... "Nor less I deem that there are Powers ...
George and Sarah Green
... A few short steps were the chain that bound ...
Ode to Duty
... And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong ...
Book Eleventh: France [concluded]
... thus hope, From her first ground expelled, grew proud once more ...
