William Wordsworth Poems
- 101. The Avon
- 102. On A Portrait Of The Duke Of Wellington Upon The Field Of Waterloo, By Haydon
- 103. Ecclesiastical Sonnets - Part Iii. - Xxviii - Visitation Of The Sick
- 104. Oh What A Wreck! How Changed In Mien And Speech!
- 105. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - X. - Near Anio's Stream, I Spied A Gentle Dove
- 106. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - V. - Continued
- 107. The Redbreast - Suggested In A Westmoreland Cottage
- 108. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Vi. - Plea For The Historian
- 109. Desire We Past Illusions To Recall
- 110. Sonnets - Vi. - To......
- 111. Sonnets Upon The Punishment Of Death - In Series, 1839 -- Viii - Fit Retribution, By The Moral Code
- 112. Hark! 'tis The Thrush, Undaunted, Undeprest
- 113. Composed On A May Morning
- 114. Ecclesiastical Sonnets - Part Iii. - Xxv - Sacrament
- 115. Why Should The Enthusiast, Journeying Through This Isle
- 116. By The Side Of Rydal Mere
- 117. November 1836
- 118. Ecclesiastical Sonnets - Part Iii. - Xi - Sacheverel
- 119. A Plea For Authors, May 1838
- 120. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Ii. - The Pine Of Monte Mario At Rome
- 121. A Jewish Family - In A Small Valley Opposite St. Goar, Upon The Rhine
- 122. On Entering Douglas Bay, Isle Of Man
- 123. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xxiv. - In Lombardy
- 124. The Leaves That Rustled On This Oak-crowned Hill
- 125. Picture Of Daniel In The Lions' Den, At Hamilton Palace
- 126. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xvi. - Continued
- 127. Composed In The Glen Of Loch Etive
- 128. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xxv. - After Leaving Italy
- 129. Epitaph - In The Chapel - Yard Of Langdale, Westmoreland
- 130. The Foregoing Subject Resumed
- 131. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xxvi. - Continued
- 132. Iona
- 133. Sonnets - Iii. - St. Catherine Of Ledbury
- 134. Not In The Lucid Intervals Of Life
- 135. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xxii. - At Florence--from M. Angelo
- 136. Stanzas Suggested In A Steamboat Off Saint Bees' Heads, On The Coast Of Cumberland
- 137. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xi. - From The Alban Hills, Looking Towards Rome
- 138. Suggested By The Foregoing - (monument Of Mrs. Howard)
- 139. Iona - Upon Landing
- 140. "there!" Said A Stripling, Pointing With Meet Pride
- 141. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xiii. - Near The Same Lake
- 142. To The Earl Of Lonsdale
- 143. Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - I. - Musings Near Aquapendente - April 1837
- 144. The Dunolly Eagle
- 145. In The Channel, Between The Coast Of Cumberland And The Isle Of Man
- 146. Lines Written In The Album Of The Countess Of Lonsdale. Nov. 5, 1834
- 147. The Triad
- 148. Sonnets - V. - Four Fiery Steeds Impatient Of The Rein
- 149. On Seeing A Needlecase In The Form Of A Harp - The Work Of E.m.s.
- 150. Sonnets -- I - Desponding Father! Mark This Altered Bough,
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Heart 385 Love 351 I Love You 351 Life 292 Heaven 285 Nature 280 Time 277 Earth 273 Power 256 Light 252Write your comment about William Wordsworth
Adeline bincy : I love her poem I loved poem is daffodils
FAYAZ AHMAD HAKIM: WORDSWORTH IS THE FATHER OF NATURE POETRY .
FAYAZ AHMAD HAKIM: WORDSWORTH IS THE FATHER OF NATURE POETRY .
FAYAZ AHMAD HAKIM: WORDSWORTH IS THE FATHER OF NATURE POETRY .
William: Hii kase
Diksha: Nature poem
Charles W Spurgeon, professor emeritus: Sometimes I feel as if Wordsworth gave me that which I call my soul; he so informed my psyche that I intuit my humanity at home with Nature. His poetry creates "heart-mindfulness".
Jishu Dolui: His full poem ❝ We are seven ❞ my photo album
Jill Bulman: Wondered why there is no listing for Wordsworth's most famous and probably most loved poem, 'I wandered lonely as a cloud' ?!
Written in London, September, 1902: high thinking and simple living
RALlB: 'apt admonishment', from Resolution and Independence, so he was a teacher and humble too, though a Johnian he recognised the sublime beauty and excess of King's College chapel 'glorious work of fine intelligence' and 'give all thy canst, High Heaven rejects the lore of nicely calculated less or more'