Dorothy Wordsworth Quotes

• It is a pleasure to a real lover of Nature to give winter all the glory he can, for summer will make its own way, and speak its own praises.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Summer, Nature, Real

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Pamela Woof (2008). “The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals”, p.130, Oxford University Press

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• I never saw daffodils so beautiful. They grew among the mossy stones about and above them; some rested their heads upon these stones, as on a pillow, for weariness.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Beautiful, Stones, Saws

  "Grasmere Journal," 15 Apr. 1802 SeeWilliamWordsworth 25

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• I think one of the dullest things in the world is a letter filled with apologies for not writing sooner.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Writing, Apology, Thinking

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Alan G. Hill (1981). “Letters of Dorothy Wordsworth: A Selection”, Oxford [Oxfordshire] ; Toronto : Oxford University Press

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• I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. I uprooted it rashly and felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Rocks, May, Outrage

  Dorothy Wordsworth (2009). “Dorothy Wordsworth”, Longman Publishing Group

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• When we were in the woods beyond Gowbarrow Park we saw a few daffodils close to the waterside. But as we went along there were more and yet more and at last under the boughs of the trees, we saw that there was a long belt of them along the shore, about the breadth of a county turnpike toad. I never saw daffodils so beautiful. They grew about the mossy stones about and about them, some rested their heads upon these stones as on a pillow for weariness and the rest tossed and reeled and danced and seemed as if they verily laughed with the wind that blew upon them over the lake.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Beautiful, Spring, Journey

  'The Grasmere Journals' 15 April 1802.

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• The moonlight lay upon the hills like snow.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Moon, Snow, Hills

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Mary Trevelyan Moorman (1971). “Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth: the Alfoxden journal, 1798; the Grasmere journals, 1800-1803”, Oxford University Press, USA

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• I've been a dweller on the plains, have sighed when summer days were gone; No more I'll sigh; for winter here Hath gladsome gardens of his own.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Summer, Winter, Garden

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• An injudicious and malignant enemy often serves the cause he means to injure; but a feeble friend never attains that end.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Mean, Enemy, Causes

  William Wordsworth, Ernest De Selincourt, Dorothy Wordsworth, Shaver, Chester L (1988). “The Letters of William and Dorothy Wordsworth”, Clarendon Press

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• Scotland is the country above all others that I have seen, in which a man of imagination may carve out his own pleasures; there are so many inhabited solitudes.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Country, Men, Scotland

  Dorothy Wordsworth (1875). “Recollections of a Tour Made in Scotland, A.D. 1803”, p.26

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• I found a strawberry blossom in a rock. The little slender flower had more courage than the green leaves, for they were but half expanded and half grown, but the blossom was spread full out. I uprooted it rashly, and I felt as if I had been committing an outrage, so I planted it again. It will have but a stormy life of it, but let it live if it can.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Flower, Rocks, Half

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Pamela Woof (2008). “The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals”, p.61, Oxford University Press

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• Upon the highest ridge of that round hill covered with planted oaks, the shafts of the trees show in the light like the columns of a ruin.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Light, Tree, Ruins

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Pamela Woof (2008). “The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals”, p.141, Oxford University Press

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• Every question was like the snapping of a little thread about my heart.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Heart, Littles, Snapping

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Pamela Woof (2008). “The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals”, p.84, Oxford University Press

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• The moon had the old moon in her arms.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Moon, Arms

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Pamela Woof (2008). “The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals”, p.96, Oxford University Press

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• The days are cold, the nights are long, The North wind sings a doleful song; Then hush again upon my breast; All merry things are now at rest, Save thee, my pretty love!

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Good Night, Song, Wind

  William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth (1815). “Poems”, p.160

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• I went through the fields, and sat for an hour afraid to pass a cow. The cow looked at me, and I looked at the cow, and whenever I stirred the cow gave over eating.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Cows, Fields, Eating

  Dorothy Wordsworth (1987). “The Grasmere journal”, Michael Joseph

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• The columbine ... is a graceful slender creature, a female seeking retirement, and growing freest and most graceful where it is most alone. I observed that the more shaded plants were always the tallest.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Retirement, Female, Growing

  Dorothy Wordsworth, William Wordsworth (2007). “Home at Grasmere: Extracts from the Journal of Dorothy Wordsworth and from the Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.258, Penguin UK

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• The moon shone like herrings in the water.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Moon, Water, Herring

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Mary Trevelyan Moorman (1971). “Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth: the Alfoxden journal, 1798; the Grasmere journals, 1800-1803”, Oxford University Press, USA

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• I verily believe that I never took infant in my arms that did not the moment it was there by its cries beg to be removed.

  Dorothy Wordsworth

  Believe, Arms, Cry

  Dorothy Wordsworth, Alan G. Hill (1981). “Letters of Dorothy Wordsworth: A Selection”, Oxford [Oxfordshire] ; Toronto : Oxford University Press

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