Poems by William Wordsworth
To The Same Flower
... Sticking 'kerchief-plots of mould&emsp ...
Remembrance Of
... How calm! how still! the only sound, ...
Look Now On That Adventurer Who Hath Paid
... Curses are 'his' dire portion, scorn, and hate,&emsp ...
To A Young Lady Who Had Been Reproached For Taking Long Walks In The Country
... Thou, while thy babes around thee cling,&emsp ...
In Due Observance Of An Ancient Rite
... But soon, through Christian faith, is grief subdued ...
The Vaudois
... Where that pure Church survives, though summer heats ...
The Farmer Of Tilsbury Vale
... Knocked here--and knocked there, pounds still adding to pounds ...
Book First [Introduction-Childhood and School Time]
... Nor less, when spring had warmed the cultured Vale, ...
Book Eighth: Retrospect--Love Of Nature Leading To Love Of Man
... Grave Teacher, stern Preceptress! for at times&emsp ...
Composed Near Calais, On The Road Leading To Ardres, August 7, 1802
... Beat like the heart of Man: songs, garlands, mirth, ...
The Idle Shepherd Boys
... Cross, if you dare, where I shall cross-- ...
Epitaphs Translated From Chiabrera
... And surely Small cause there is for that fond wish of ours ...
A Poet's Epitaph
... One to whose smooth-rubbed soul can cling ...
Hart-Leap Well
... "What thoughts must through the creature's brain have past! ...
The Martial Courage Of A Day Is Vain
... Were the wide fields, the hamlets heaped with slain ...
