William Wordsworth Quotes About Heaven

Quotes about: Heaven

• Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.

  William Wordsworth

  Life, Education, Teacher

  William Wordsworth (1837). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: Together with a Description of the Country of the Lakes in the North of England, Now First Published with His Works ...”, p.337

• Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
  The periwinkle trails its wreath;
  And 'tis my faith that every flower
  Enjoys the air it breathes.
  
  The birds around me hopped and played,
  Their thoughts I cannot measure;
  But the least motion which they made,
  It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
  
  The budding twigs spread out their fan,
  To catch the breezy air;
  And I must think, do all I can
  That there was pleasure there.
  
  If this belief from heaven be sent,
  If such be Nature's holy plan,
  Have I not reason to lament
  What man has made of man?

  William Wordsworth

  Spring, Flower, Men

  William Wordsworth, “Written In Early Spring”

• Heaven lies about us in our infancy.

  William Wordsworth

  Baby, Lying, Heaven

  "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" l. 58 (1807)

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

  William Wordsworth

  Generosity, Giving, Heaven

  William Wordsworth, “Inside Of King's College Chapel, Cambridge”

• Since every mortal power of Coleridge Was frozen at its marvellous source, The rapt one, of the godlike forehead, The heaven-eyed creature sleeps in earth: And Lamb, the frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth.

  William Wordsworth

  Lonely, Loneliness, Sleep

  'Extempore Effusion upon the Death of James Hogg' (1835)

• Spires whose "silent finger points to heaven."

  William Wordsworth

  Heaven, Silence, Silent

  William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.603

• It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the sea: Listen! the mighty being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thundereverlastingly.

  William Wordsworth

  Time, Sea, Heaven

  1802 'It is a beauteous evening calm and free', l.1-8 (published 1807).

• Sweet Mercy! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth's bitter leaven Effaced forever.

  William Wordsworth

  Sweet, Memories, Heart

  William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.239

• 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

  Happiness, Issues, Heaven

  William Wordsworth (1849). “The Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.371

• A youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven.

  William Wordsworth

  Heaven, Earth, Youth

  William Wordsworth (1835). “The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Etc”, p.88

• Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.

  William Wordsworth

  Wise, Home, Heaven

  'To a Skylark' (Ethereal minstrel!, 1827)

• Bliss it was in that dawn to be alive But to be young was very heaven.

  William Wordsworth

  Heaven, Dawn, Alive

  "The French Revolution, as It Appeared to Enthusiasts" l. 4 (1809). The same lines appear in Wordsworth's The Prelude, bk. 9, l. 108 (1850).

• And oft I thought (my fancy was-so strong) That I, at last, a resting-place had found: 'Here: will I dwell,' said I,' my whole life long, Roaming the illimitable waters round; Here will I live, of all but heaven disowned. And end my days upon the peaceful flood - To break my dream the vessel reached its bound; And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.

  William Wordsworth

  Dream, Strong, Home

  William Wordsworth (1847). “The Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.20

• Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close upon the growing boy.

  William Wordsworth

  Time, Lying, Boys

  "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" l. 58 (1807)

• To be young was very heaven!

  William Wordsworth

  Heaven, Youth, Young

  "The French Revolution, as It Appeared to Enthusiasts" l. 4 (1809). The same lines appear in Wordsworth's The Prelude, bk. 9, l. 108 (1850).

• Not in Utopia, -- subterranean fields, --Or some secreted island, Heaven knows whereBut in the very world, which is the worldOf all of us, -- the place where in the endWe find our happiness, or not at all

  William Wordsworth

  Islands, Heaven, World

  'The Prelude' (1850) bk. 11, l. 140

• The memory of the just survives in Heaven.

  William Wordsworth

  Memories, Heaven

  William Wordsworth (1994). “The Collected Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.863, Wordsworth Editions

• In heaven above, And earth below, they best can serve true gladness Who meet most feelingly the calls of sadness.

  William Wordsworth

  Sadness, Heaven, Sorrow

  William Wordsworth (1847). “The Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.215

• But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!.

  William Wordsworth

  Lying, Home, Clouds

  "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" l. 58 (1807)

• I, methought, while the sweet breath of heaven Was blowing on my body, felt within A correspondent breeze, that gently moved With quickening virtue, but is now become A tempest, a redundant energy, Vexing its own creation.

  William Wordsworth

  Sweet, Heaven, Body

  1799-1805 The Prelude, bk.1, l.33-8 (published 1850).

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