Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Artegal And Elidure

WHERE be the temples which, in Britain's Isle,For his paternal Gods, the Trojan raised?Gone like a morning dream, or like a pileOf clouds that in..

© William Wordsworth

It Is Not To Be Thought Of

. It is not to be thought of that the FloodOf British freedom, which, to the open seaOf the world's praise, from dark antiquityHath flowed, "with..

© William Wordsworth

The Old Cumberland Beggar

I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;And he was seated, by the highway side,On a low structure of rude masonryBuilt at the foot of a huge hill, that..

© William Wordsworth

I Know An Old Man Constrained To Dwell

I know an aged Man constrained to dwellIn a large house of public charity,Where he abides, as in a Prisoner's cell,With numbers near, alas! no..

© William Wordsworth

Admonition

WELL may'st thou halt-and gaze with brightening eye!The lovely Cottage in the guardian nookHath stirred thee deeply; with its own dear brook,Its own..

© William Wordsworth

Ode, Composed On A May Morning

While from the purpling east departsThe star that led the dawn,Blithe Flora from her couch upstarts,For May is on the lawn.A quickening hope, a..

© William Wordsworth

England I

O FRIEND! I know not which way I must look For comfort, being, as I am, opprest, To think that now our life is only drestFor show; mean..

© William Wordsworth

Rural Architecture

There's George Fisher, Charles Fleming, and Reginald Shore,Three rosy-cheeked school-boys, the highest not moreThan the height of a counsellor's..

© William Wordsworth

Yarrow Revisited

. The gallant Youth, who may have gained,Or seeks, a "winsome Marrow,"Was but an Infant in the lapWhen first I looked on Yarrow;Once more, by..

© William Wordsworth

Oak And The Broom, The: A Pastoral Poem

IHis simple truths did Andrew gleanBeside the babbling rills;A careful student he had beenAmong the woods and hills.One winter's night, when through..

© William Wordsworth

In Due Observance Of An Ancient Rite

IN due observance of an ancient rite,The rude Biscayans, when their children lieDead in the sinless time of infancy,Attire the peaceful corse in..

© William Wordsworth

November, 1806

. Another year!--another deadly blow!Another mighty Empire overthrown!And We are left, or shall be left, alone;The last that dare to struggle with..

© William Wordsworth

Hart-Leap Well

The Knight had ridden down from Wensley MoorWith the slow motion of a summer's cloud,And now, as he approached a vassal's door,"Bring forth another..

© William Wordsworth

England Ii

MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,Fireside, the..

© William Wordsworth

For The Spot Where The Hermitage Stood On St. Herbert's Island, Derwentwater.

If thou in the dear love of some one FriendHast been so happy that thou know'st what thoughtsWill sometimes in the happiness of loveMake the heart..

© William Wordsworth

Peter Bell, A Tale

PROLOGUEThere's something in a flying horse,There's something in a huge balloon;But through the clouds I'll never floatUntil I have a little..

© William Wordsworth

Yew-Trees

There is a Yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale,Which to this day stands single, in the midstOf its own darkness, as it stood of yore:Not loathe to furnish..

© William Wordsworth

Alice Fell, Or Poverty

THE post-boy drove with fierce career,For threatening clouds the moon had drowned;When, as we hurried on, my earWas smitten with a startling sound.As..

© William Wordsworth

The Last Of The Flock

IIn distant countries have I been,And yet I have not often seenA healthy man, a man full grown,Weep in the public roads, alone.But such a one, on..

© William Wordsworth

Written With A Pencil Upon A Stone In The Wall Of The House, On The Island At Grasmere

Rude is this Edifice, and Thou hast seenBuildings, albeit rude, that have maintainedProportions more harmonious, and approachedTo closer fellowship..

© William Wordsworth

Ode Composed On A May Morning

WHILE from the purpling east departsThe star that led the dawn,Blithe Flora from her couch upstarts,For May is on the lawn.A quickening hope, a..

© William Wordsworth

Yarrow Unvisited

. From Stirling castle we had seenThe mazy Forth unravelled;Had trod the banks of Clyde, and Tay,And with the Tweed had travelled;And when we came to..

© William Wordsworth

Inside Of King's College Chapel, Cambridge

. Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense,With ill-matched aims the Architect who planned--Albeit labouring for a scanty bandOf white-robed..

© William Wordsworth

Lines Left Upon A Seat In A Yew-Tree

Nay, Traveller! rest. This lonely Yew-tree standsFar from all human dwelling: what if hereNo sparkling rivulet spread the verdant herb?What if the..

© William Wordsworth

Elegiac Stanzas Suggested By A Picture Of Peele Castle

. I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile!Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee:I saw thee every day; and all the whileThy Form was sleeping..

© William Wordsworth