Wednesday 22 February 2012

This post is dedicated to the wonderful and amazing William Wordsworth, who wrote some of my favourite poetry.
Some of my favourite lines from Wordsworth's poetry and which poems they are from:
"Five years have past; five summers, with the length/Of five long winters!"
"Once again I see/These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines/Of sportive wood run wild"
Both from Lines (Compoesed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting the banks of the Wye during a tour.)
"Behold the Child among his new-born blesses,/A six year's Darling of a pigmy size!/See,where 'mid work of his own hand he lies,/Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses/With light upon him from his father's eyes!"
From Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood.
"Perverse, self-willed to own and to disown,/Mere slave of them who never for thee prayed,/Still last to come where thou art wanted most!"
From To Sleep (Sonnet)
"Loving she is, and tractable, though wild;/And Innocence hath privilege in her/To dignify arch looks and laughing eyes;/And feats of cunning;"
From Characteristics of a Child Three Years Old
And, of course....
"I wandered lonely as a cloud/That floats on high o'er vales and hills"
And from the same poem (which is called I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud)
"A poet could not but be gay./In such a jocund company:/I gazed - and gazed - but little thought/What wealth the show to me had brought"

Bye for now!

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