Top 400 William Wordsworth Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “There is One great society alone on earth: The noble living and the noble dead.”

— William Wordsworth

152. “A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky – I’ve thought of all by turns, and still I lie Sleepless...”

— William Wordsworth

153. “The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.”

— William Wordsworth

154. “The soft blue sky did never melt Into his heart; he never felt The witchery of the soft blue sky!”

— William Wordsworth

155. “Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge – it is as immortal as the heart of man.”

— William Wordsworth

156. “Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place.”

— William Wordsworth

157. “She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.”

— William Wordsworth

158. “The Poet, gentle creature as he is, Hath, like the Lover, his unruly times; His fits when he is neither sick nor well, Though no distress be near him but his own Unmanageable thoughts.”

— William Wordsworth

159. “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.”

— William Wordsworth

160. “Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower, The periwinkle trailed its wreaths; And ’tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes.”

— William Wordsworth

161. “Hearing often-times the still, sad music of humanity, nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power to chasten and subdue.”

— William Wordsworth

162. “Blessings be with them, and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares!- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays.”

— William Wordsworth

163. “The Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society.”

— William Wordsworth

164. “Neither evil tongues, rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all the dreary intercourse of daily life, shall ever prevail against us.”

— William Wordsworth

165. “Heaven lies about us in our infancy.”

— William Wordsworth

166. “Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised.”

— William Wordsworth

167. “One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.”

— William Wordsworth

168. “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.”

— William Wordsworth

169. “This solitary Tree! a living thing Produced too slowly ever to decay; Of form and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed.”

— William Wordsworth

170. “The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration.”

— William Wordsworth

171. “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?”

— William Wordsworth

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172. “Wisdom married to immortal verse.”

— William Wordsworth

173. “Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”

— William Wordsworth

174. “In years that bring the philosophic mind.”

— William Wordsworth

175. “A babe, by intercourse of touch I held mute dialogues with my Mother’s heart.”

— William Wordsworth

176. “A Briton even in love should be A subject, not a slave!”

— William Wordsworth

177. “The Eagle, he was lord above.”

— William Wordsworth

178. “The oldest man he seemed that ever wore grey hairs.”

— William Wordsworth

179. “Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.”

— William Wordsworth

180. “A light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove.”

— William Wordsworth

181. “The memory of the just survives in Heaven.”

— William Wordsworth

182. “Far from the world I walk, and from all care.”

— William Wordsworth

183. “Stop thinking for once in your life!”

— William Wordsworth

184. “That mighty orb of song, The divine Milton.”

— William Wordsworth

185. “And I am happy when I sing.”

— William Wordsworth

186. “A cheerful life is what the Muses love. A soaring spirit is their prime delight.”

— William Wordsworth

187. “These hoards of wealth you can unlock at will.”

— William Wordsworth

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188. “Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more.”

— William Wordsworth

189. “Bagian terindah dari kehidupan manusia yang baik, adalah segala tindakan yang kecil, tak bernama, terlupakan, dari kebaikan dan cinta.”

— William Wordsworth

190. “There is a luxury in self-dispraise; And inward self-disparagement affords To meditative spleen a grateful feast.”

— William Wordsworth

191. “The earth was all before me. With a heart Joyous, nor scared at its own liberty, I look about; and should the chosen guide Be nothing better than a wandering cloud, I cannot miss my way.”

— William Wordsworth

192. “Departing summer hath assumed An aspect tenderly illumed, The gentlest look of spring; That calls from yonder leafy shade Unfaded, yet prepared to fade, A timely carolling.”

— William Wordsworth

193. “Oh, be wise, Thou! Instructed that true knowledge leads to love.”

— William Wordsworth

194. “Sweet is the lore which nature brings, our meddeling interlect mis-shapes the beautious forms of things. we murder to dissect.”

— William Wordsworth

195. “Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither.”

— William Wordsworth

196. “Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.”

— William Wordsworth

197. “Take the sweet poetry of life away, and what remains behind?”

— William Wordsworth

198. “The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears.”

— William Wordsworth

199. “The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.”

— William Wordsworth

200. “I’ll teach my boy the sweetest things; I’ll teach him how the owlet sings.”

— William Wordsworth