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William Wordsworth

Nature, Solitude, and the Lake Country

Daffodils, mountains, rivers, solitary figures, and Wordsworth's restorative nature.
I Wandered Lonely As A CloudI wandered lonely as a cloud / That floats on high o'er vales and hills, / When all at once I saw a
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The Solitary ReaperBehold her, single in the field, / Yon solitary Highland Lass! / Reaping and singing by herself; / S
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Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting The Banks Of The Wye During A Tour. July 13, 1798Five years have past; five summers, with the length / Of five long winters! and again I hear / These
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Valedictory Sonnet To The River DuddonI thought of Thee, my partner and my guide, / As being pass’d away.—Vain sympathies! / For, backward
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Sonnets From The River Duddon: After-ThoughtI thought of Thee, my partner and my guide, / As being past away.—Vain sympathies! / For, backward,
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The Green LinnetBeneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed / Their snow-white blossoms on my head, / With brightest s
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End of Nature, Solitude, and the Lake Country

Sonnets From The River Duddon: After-Thought

Keep readingWilliam Wordsworth: Nature, Solitude, and the Lake Country

by William Wordsworth

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide, As being past away.—Vain sympathies! For, backward, Duddon! as I cast my eyes, I see what was, and is, and will abide; Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide; The Form remains, the Function never dies; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish;—be it so! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith’s transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
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William Wordsworth
1770-1850 / Male / English
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