Poésies de William Wordsworth

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  • Birth of Love, The

    When Love was born of heavenly line,
    What dire intrigues disturbed Cythera's joy!
    Till Venus cried, "A mother's heart is mine;

  • Brothers, The

    "These Tourists, heaven preserve us! needs must live
    A profitable life: some glance along,



  • Daffodils

    I wandered lonely as a cloud
    That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
    When all at once I saw a crowd,

  • Danish Boy, The: A Fragment

    Between two sister moorland rills
    There is a spot that seems to lie
    Sacred to flowerets of the hills,
    And sacred to the sky.

  • Desideria

    SURPRISED by joy--impatient as the Wind
    I turned to share the transport--O! with whom
    But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb,

  • Dion

    .See Plutarch.
    Serene, and fitted to embrace,
    Where'er he turned, a swan-like grace
    Of haughtiness without pretence,


  • Elegiac Stanzas

    Lulled by the sound of pastoral bells,
    Rude Nature's Pilgrims did we go,
    From the dread summit of the Queen

  • Elegiac Stanzas Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle

    . I was thy neighbour once, thou rugged Pile!
    Four summer weeks I dwelt in sight of thee:

  • Ellen Irwin

    Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sate
    Upon the braes of Kirtle,
    Was lovely as a Grecian maid
    Adorned with wreaths of myrtle;

  • England i

    O FRIEND! I know not which way I must look
    For comfort, being, as I am, opprest,
    To think that now our life is only drest

  • England ii

    MILTON! thou shouldst be living at this hour:
    England hath need of thee: she is a fen

  • England iii

    GREAT men have been among us; hands that penn'd
    And tongues that utter'd wisdom--better none:

  • England iv

    IT is not to be thought of that the flood
    Of British freedom, which, to the open sea
    Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity

  • England v

    WHEN I have borne in memory what has tamed
    Great Nations, how ennobling thoughts depart

  • Evening on Calais Beach

    IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
    The holy time is quiet as a Nun
    Breathless with adoration; the broad sun

  • Expostulation and Reply

    "Why, William, on that old grey stone,
    Thus for the length of half a day,
    Why, William, sit you thus alone,

  • Tous les poèmes de William Wordsworth débutant par la lettre E



  • Goody Blake and Harry Gill

    Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter?
    What is't that ails young Harry Gill?
    That evermore his teeth they chatter,

  • Green Linnet, The

    Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed
    Their snow-white blossoms on my head,
    With brightest sunshine round me spread

  • Guilt and Sorrow

    A traveller on the skirt of Sarum's Plain
    Pursued his vagrant way, with feet half bare;


  • Hart-Leap Well

    The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor
    With the slow motion of a summer's cloud,





  • Memory

    A pen--to register; a key--
    That winds through secret wards
    Are well assigned to Memory
    By allegoric Bards.

  • Michael: A Pastoral Poem

    If from the public way you turn your steps
    Up the tumultuous brook of Greenhead Ghyll,

  • Most Sweet it is

    .Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes
    To pace the ground, if path be there or none,

  • Mother's Return, The

    A month, sweet Little-ones, is past
    Since your dear Mother went away,---
    And she tomorrow will return;

  • Mutability

    FROM low to high doth dissolution climb,
    And sink from high to low, along a scale
    Of awful notes, whose concord shall not fail;

  • My Heart Leaps Up

    My heart leaps up when I behold
    A rainbow in the sky:
    So was it when my life began;
    So is it now I am a man;


  • November, 1806

    .Another year!--another deadly blow!
    Another mighty Empire overthrown!
    And We are left, or shall be left, alone;

  • Nuns Fret Not at Their Convent's Narrow Room

    Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room;
    And hermits are contented with their cells;

  • Nutting

    ---------------------It seems a day
    (I speak of one from many singled out)
    One of those heavenly days that cannot die;



  • Perfect Woman

    SHE was a phantom of delight
    When first she gleam'd upon my sight;
    A lovely apparition, sent
    To be a moment's ornament;

  • Pet-Lamb, The: A Pastoral Poem

    The dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink;
    I heard a voice; it said, "Drink, pretty creature, drink!"

  • Peter Bell, A Tale

    There's something in a flying horse,
    There's something in a huge balloon;
    But through the clouds I'll never float


  • Rainbow, The

    My heart leaps up when I behold
    A Rainbow in the sky:
    So was it when my life began;
    So is it now I am a man;

  • Remembrance of Collins

    Composed upon the Thames near Richmond
    Glide gently, thus for ever glide,
    O Thames! that other bards may see

  • Resolution and Independence

    There was a roaring in the wind all night;
    The rain came heavily and fell in floods;

  • Reverie of Poor Susan, The

    At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears,
    Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years:

  • Rural Architecture

    There's George Fisher, Charles Fleming, and Reginald Shore,
    Three rosy-cheeked school-boys, the highest not more

  • Russian Fugitive, The

    Enough of rose-bud lips, and eyes
    Like harebells bathed in dew,
    Of cheek that with carnation vies,
    And veins of violet hue;

  • Ruth

    When Ruth was left half desolate,
    Her Father took another Mate;
    And Ruth, not seven years old,





  • Yarrow Visited

    September, 1814
    And is this -Yarrow? -This the stream
    Of which my fancy cherished
    So faithfully, a waking dream,