William Wordsworth Quotes About Mountain

Quotes about: Mountain

• I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified; We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.

  William Wordsworth

  Pride, Boys, Joy

  'Resolution and Independence' (1807) st. 7

• The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, An appetite; a feeling and a love that had no need of a remoter charm by thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.

  William Wordsworth

  Love, Passion, Eye

  'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 72

• Let the moon shine on the in thy solitary walk; and let the misty mountain-winds be free to blow against thee.

  William Wordsworth

  Nature, Blow, Moon

  William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.194

• Therefore am I still a lover of the meadows and the woods, and mountains; and of all that we behold from this green earth.

  William Wordsworth

  Nature, Mountain, Green

  1798 'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting the banks of the Wye', l.102-6.

• I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, wherever nature led.

  William Wordsworth

  Lonely, Nature, Rivers

  William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth (1815). “Poems”, p.76

• That to this mountain-daisy's self were known The beauty of its star-shaped shadow, thrown On the smooth surface of this naked stone!

  William Wordsworth

  Stars, Self, Shadow

  1844 'So fair so sweet', stanza 2 (published 1845).

• Two voices are there; one is of the sea, One of the mountains: each a mighty Voice.

  William Wordsworth

  Sea, Two, Voice

  'Two Voices are there' (1807)

• Two voices are there: one is of the deep; It learns the storm-cloud's thunderous melody, Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep: And one is of an old half-witted sheep Which bleats articulate monotony, And indicates that two and one are three, That grass is green, lakes damp, and mountains steep And, Wordsworth, both are thine.

  William Wordsworth

  Sleep, Two, Voice

  William Wordsworth (1954). “The prelude: with a selection from the shorter poems, the sonnets, The recluse, and The excursion, and three essays on the art of poetry”, Harcourt College Pub

• Like an army defeated
  The snow hath retreated,
  And now doth fare ill
  On the top of the bare hill;
  The Ploughboy is whooping — anon — anon!
  There's joy in the mountains:
  There's life in the fountains;
  Small clouds are sailing,
  Blue sky prevailing;
  The rain is over and gone.

  William Wordsworth

  Rain, Army, Clouds

  William Wordsworth, Stephen Gill (2000). “The Major Works”, p.248, Oxford University Press, USA

• The thought of death sits easy on the man Who has been born and dies among the mountains.

  William Wordsworth

  Men, Mountain, Easy

  c.1800 The Priest. 'The Brothers', l.182-3.

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