312 ordspråk av William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth föddes den 7 april 1770 och dog den 23 april 1850 - English writer
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 Nature never did betray The heart that loved her

 Neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us

 Never to blend our pleasure or our pride
With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.

 No human ear shall ever hear me speak;
No human dwelling ever give me food,
Or sleep, or rest: but, over waste and wild,
In search of nothing, that this earth can give,
But expiation, will I wander on --
A Man by pain and thought compelled to live,
Yet loathing life -- till anger is appeased
In Heaven, and Mercy gives me leave to die.

 No motion has she now, no force; she neither hears nor sees; rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.

 No Nightingale did ever chant More welcome notes to weary bands Of travelers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebri

 Nor less I deem that there are powers/ Which of themselves our minds impress;/ That we can feed this mind of ours/ In a wise passiveness.

 Not Chaos, not the darkest pit of lowest Erebus, nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out by help of dreams - can breed such fear and awe as fall upon us often when we look into our Minds, into the Mind of Man.

 Not Chaos, not the darkest pit of lowest Erebus, nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out by help of dreams --can breed such fear and awe as fall upon us often when we look into our Minds, into the Mind of Man.

 Not Chaos, not the darkest pit of lowest Erebus, nor aught of blinder vacancy, scooped out by help of dreams -can breed such fear and awe as fall upon us often when we look into our Minds, into the Mind of Man.

 Not in Utopia, -- subterranean fields, --
Or some secreted island, Heaven knows where!
But in the very world, which is the world
Of all of us, -- the place where in the end
We find our happiness, or not at all!

 Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

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

 O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird,
Or but a wandering voice?

 O dearest, dearest boy! my heart
For better lore would seldom yearn,
Could I but teach the hundredth part
Of what from thee I learn.


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