The Stars are Mansions Built by Nature’s Hand : William Wordsworth : Sonnet : : Star Poems : :

The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature’s Hand Poem by William Wordsworth : : : : The stars are mansions built by Nature’s hand, 1And, haply, there the spirits of the blest 2Dwell, clothed in radiance, their immortal vest; 3Huge Ocean shows, within his yellow strand,A habitation marvellously planned, 5For life to occupy in loveContinue reading “The Stars are Mansions Built by Nature’s Hand : William Wordsworth : Sonnet : : Star Poems : :”

The World Is Too Much With Us : William Wordsworth : : Sonnet : : Nature Poems : :

The World Is Too Much with Us The world is too much with us; late and soon,Getting and spending we lay waste our powers;Little we see in Nature that is ours;We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,The winds that will be howling at all hours,AndContinue reading “The World Is Too Much With Us : William Wordsworth : : Sonnet : : Nature Poems : :”

Anecdote For Fathers : William Wordsworth : : Fathers Poems : :

have a boy of five years old,His face is fair and fresh to see;His limbs are cast in beauty’s mould,And dearly he loves me. One morn we stroll’d on our dry walk,Our quiet house all full in view,And held such intermitted talkAs we are wont to do. My thoughts on former pleasures ran;I thought ofContinue reading “Anecdote For Fathers : William Wordsworth : : Fathers Poems : :”

The Lines Written In Early Spring : William Wordsworth : : Spring Time Classic : :

I heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined,In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature linkThe human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart to thinkWhat man has made of man. Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,TheContinue reading “The Lines Written In Early Spring : William Wordsworth : : Spring Time Classic : :”

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