William Wordsworth ( 10 of 90 )
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long read more
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
And she hath smiles to earth unknown--
Smiles that with motion of their own
Do spread, and read more
And she hath smiles to earth unknown--
Smiles that with motion of their own
Do spread, and sink, and rise.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door.
Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
Who art a light to guide, a rod
To check the erring, and reprove.
Who art a light to guide, a rod
To check the erring, and reprove.
And hear the mighty stream of tendency
Uttering, for elevation of our thought,
A clear sonorous voice, read more
And hear the mighty stream of tendency
Uttering, for elevation of our thought,
A clear sonorous voice, inaudible
To the vast multitude.
O blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice;
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee read more
O blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice;
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,
Or but a wandering Voice?
The intellectual power, through words and things,
Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
The intellectual power, through words and things,
Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!
