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William Wordsworth Quotes

(1770-1850), British Poet

Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.

Category: Action

The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind.

Category: Age And Aging

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.

Category: Age And Aging

The thought of our past years in me doth breed perpetual benedictions.

Category: Anniversaries

Is there not an art, a music, and a stream of words that shalt be life, the acknowledged voice of life?

Category: Arts And Artists

Mark the babe not long accustomed to this breathing world; One that hath barely learned to shape a smile, though yet irrational of soul, to grasp with tiny finger -- to let fall a tear; And, as the heavy cloud of sleep dissolves, To stretch his limbs, becoming, as might seem. The outward functions of intelligent man.

Category: Babies

Happier of happy though I be, like them I cannot take possession of the sky, mount with a thoughtless impulse, and wheel there, one of a mighty multitude whose way and motion is a harmony and dance magnificent.

Category: Birds

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. The soul that rises with us, our life's star, hath had elsewhere its setting, and comet from afar: not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.

Category: Birth

Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close upon the growing boy.

Category: Childhood

The child is the father of the man.

Category: Children

This city now doth, like a garment, wear the beauty of the morning; silent bare, ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.

Category: Cities And City Life

Thou unassuming common-place of Nature, with that homely face.

Category: Commonplace

With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.

Category: Contemplation

That blessed mood in which the burthen of the mystery, in which the heavy and the weary weight of all this unintelligible world is lightened.

Category: Contentment

No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.

Category: Death And Dying