Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach.
William Wordsworth
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
Lyricist
Poet
Cockermouth
Cumbria
Wordsworth
Reproach
Hear
Self
Feel
Feels
Men
More quotes by William Wordsworth
He who feels contempt for any living thing hath faculties that he hath never used, and thought with him is in its infancy.
William Wordsworth
May books and nature be their early joy!
William Wordsworth
But to a higher mark than song can reach, Rose this pure eloquence.
William Wordsworth
Rapt into still communion that transcends The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him it was blessedness and love!
William Wordsworth
There is creation in the eye.
William Wordsworth
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?
William Wordsworth
But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for humankind, Is happy as a lover.
William Wordsworth
Wisdom sits with children round her knees.
William Wordsworth
Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
William Wordsworth
Nor will I then thy modest grace forget, Chaste Snow-drop, venturous harbinger of Spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years!
William Wordsworth
... and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
William Wordsworth
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
William Wordsworth
Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.
William Wordsworth
We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
William Wordsworth
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together... humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
William Wordsworth
But how can he expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all?
William Wordsworth
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
William Wordsworth
Give all thou canst high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more.
William Wordsworth
Bright was the summer's noon when quickening steps Followed each other till a dreary moor Was crossed, a bare ridge clomb, upon whose top Standing alone, as from a rampart's edge, I overlooked the bed of Windermere, Like a vast river, stretching in the sun.
William Wordsworth
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
William Wordsworth