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").
Song Of The Spinning Wheel
FOUNDED UPON A BELIEF PREVALENT AMONG THE PASTORAL VALES OF WESTMORELANDSWIFTLY turn the murmuring wheel!Night has brought the welcome hour,When the..
© William Wordsworth
Lines On The Expected Invasion, 1803
COME ye--who, if (which Heaven avert!) the LandWere with herself at strife, would take your stand,Like gallant Falkland, by the Monarch's side,And..
© William Wordsworth
The Table Turned
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;Or surely you'll grow double:Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;Why all this toil and trouble?The sun..
© William Wordsworth
Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 Xiv. Fly, Some Kind Haringer, To Grasmere-Dale
FLY, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere-dale!Say that we come, and come by this day's light;Fly upon swiftest wing round field and height,But chiefly..
© William Wordsworth
Sweet Was The Walk
Sweet was the walk along the narrow laneAt noon, the bank and hedge-rows all the wayShagged with wild pale green tufts of fragrant hay,Caught by the..
© William Wordsworth
The Prelude, Book 2: School-Time (Continued)
. Thus far, O Friend! have we, though leaving muchUnvisited, endeavour'd to retraceMy life through its first years, and measured backThe way I..
© William Wordsworth
Written In A Blank Leaf Of Macpherson's Ossian
OFT have I caught, upon a fitful breeze,Fragments of far-off melodies,With ear not coveting the whole,A part so charmed the pensive soul.While a dark..
© William Wordsworth
Book Second [school-Time Continued]
THUS far, O Friend! have we, though leaving muchUnvisited, endeavoured to retraceThe simple ways in which my childhood walked;Those chiefly that..
© William Wordsworth
Mark The Concentrated Hazels That Enclose
MARK the concentred hazels that encloseYon old grey Stone, protected from the rayOf noontide suns:--and even the beams that playAnd glance, while..
© William Wordsworth
The Simplon Pass
Brook and roadWere fellow-travellers in this gloomy Pass,And with them did we journey several hoursAt a slow step. The immeasurable heightOf..
© William Wordsworth
Star-Gazers
WHAT crowd is this? what have we here! we must not pass it by;A Telescope upon its frame, and pointed to the sky:Long is it as a barber's pole, or..
© William Wordsworth
Memorials Of A Tour Of Scotland, 1803 Vi. Glen-Almain, Or, The Narrow Glen
IN this still place, remote from men,Sleeps Ossian, in the NARROW GLEN;In this still place, where murmurs onBut one meek streamlet, only one:He sang..
© William Wordsworth
Book Eleventh: France [concluded]
FROM that time forth, Authority in FrancePut on a milder face; Terror had ceased,Yet everything was wanting that might giveCourage to them who looked..
© William Wordsworth
Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 Xii. Sonnet Composed At ---- Castle
DEGENERATE Douglas! oh, the unworthy Lord!Whom mere despite of heart could so far please,And love of havoc, (for with such diseaseFame taxes him,)..
© William Wordsworth
Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 X. Rob Roy’s Grave .
A FAMOUS man is Robin Hood,The English ballad-singer's joy!And Scotland has a thief as good,An outlaw of as daring mood;She has her brave ROB..
© William Wordsworth
O’er The Wide Earth, On Mountain And On Plain
O'ER the wide earth, on mountain and on plain,Dwells in the affections and the soul of manA Godhead, like the universal PAN;But more exalted, with a..
© William Wordsworth
On The Final Submission Of The Tyrolese
IT was a 'moral' end for which they fought;Else how, when mighty Thrones were put to shame,Could they, poor Shepherds, have preserved an aim,A..
© William Wordsworth
Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 Xii. 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
The Russian Fugitive
IENOUGH of rose-bud lips, and eyesLike harebells bathed in dew,Of cheek that with carnation vies,And veins of violet hue;Earth wants not beauty that..
© William Wordsworth
Feelings Of A Noble Biscayan At One Of Those Funerals
YET, yet, Biscayans! we must meet our FoesWith firmer soul, yet labour to regainOur ancient freedom; else 'twere worse than vainTo gather round the..
© William Wordsworth
The Mother's Return
A MONTH, sweet Little-ones, is pastSince your dear Mother went away,---And she tomorrow will return;Tomorrow is the happy day.O blessed tidings!..
© William Wordsworth
Invocation To The Earth, February 1816
I'REST, rest, perturbed Earth!O rest, thou doleful Mother of Mankind!'A Spirit sang in tones more plaintive than the wind:'From regions where no evil..
© William Wordsworth
The Kitten And Falling Leaves
THAT way look, my Infant, lo!What a pretty baby-show!See the kitten on the wall,Sporting with the leaves that fall,Withered leaves---one---two---and..
© William Wordsworth
Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland 1814 I. Suggested By A Beautiful Ruin Upon One Of The Islands Of Loch Lomond,
ITo barren heath, bleak moor, and quaking fen,Or depth of labyrinthine glen;Or into trackless forest setWith trees, whose lofty umbrage..
© William Wordsworth
Book Ninth [residence In France]
EVEN as a river,--partly (it might seem)Yielding to old remembrances, and swayedIn part by fear to shape a way direct,That would engulph him soon in..
© William Wordsworth