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As It Appeared To Enthusiasts At Its Commencement. Reprinted From "The Friend" Oh! pleasant exercise of hope and joy!For mighty were the auxiliars which then stoodUpon our side, we who were strong in love!Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,But to be young was very heaven! Oh! times,In which the meagre, stale, forbidding waysOf custom, law, and statute, took at onceThe … [Read more...] about French Revolution, By: William Wordsworth

Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose baseWinds our deep Vale, two heath-clad Rocks ascendIn fellowship, the loftiest of the pairRising to no ambitious height; yet both,O'er lake and stream, mountain and flowery mead,Unfolding prospects fair as human eyesEver beheld. Up-led with mutual help,To one or other brow of those twin PeaksWere two adventurous Sisters wont to … [Read more...] about Forth From A Jutting Ridge, Around Whose Base, By: William Wordsworth

That is work of waste and ruinDo as Charles and I are doing!Strawberry-blossoms, one and all,We must spare them here are many:Look at it the flower is small,Small and low, though fair as any:Do not touch it! summers twoI am older, Anne, than you. Pull the primrose, sister Anne!Pull as many as you can.Here are daisies, take your fill;Pansies, and the cuckoo-flower:Of the … [Read more...] about Foresight, By: William Wordsworth

Hope smiled when your nativity was cast,Children of Summer! Ye fresh Flowers that braveWhat Summer here escapes not, the fierce wave,And whole artillery of the western blast,Battering the Temple's front, its long-drawn naveSmiting, as if each moment were their last.But ye, bright Flowers on frieze and architraveSurvive, and once again the Pile stands fast:Calm as the Universe, … [Read more...] about Flowers On The Top Of The Pillars At The Entrance Of The Cave, By: William Wordsworth

Harmonious Powers with Nature workOn sky, earth, river, lake and sea;Sunshine and cloud, whirlwind and breeze,All in one duteous task agree. Once did I see a slip of earth(By throbbing waves long undermined)Loosed from its hold; how, no one knew,But all might see it float, obedient to the wind; Might see it, from the mossy shoreDissevered, float upon the Lake,Float with … [Read more...] about Floating Island, By: William Wordsworth