< Return to all Wordsworth poems London 1812 Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh! raise […]
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“It Is A Beauteous Evening” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems It Is A Beauteous Evening It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquility; The gentleness of heaven broods o’er the Sea; Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth […]
“I Travelled Among Unknown Men” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems I Travelled Among Unknown Men I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor, England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee. ‘Tis past, that melancholy dream! Nor will I quit thy shore A second time; for still I seem To love thee […]
“Composed Upon Westminster Bridge” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems Composed Upon Westminster Bridge Earth has not any thing to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, […]
“A Wren’s Nest” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems A Wren’s Nest AMONG the dwellings framed by birds In field or forest with nice care, Is none that with the little Wren’s In snugness may compare.No door the tenement requires, And seldom needs a laboured roof; Yet is it to the fiercest sun Impervious, and storm-proof.So warm, so […]
“A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal A slumber did my spirit seal I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force; She neither hears nor sees; Rolled round in earth’s diurnal course, With […]
“A Night Thought” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems A Night Thought Lo! where the Moon along the sky Sails with her happy destiny; Oft is she hid from mortal eye Or dimly seen, But when the clouds asunder fly How bright her mien! Far different we—a froward race, Thousands though rich in Fortune’s grace With cherished sullenness […]
Poets and Poems: James Sale and “StairWell”
In “StairWell,” poet James Sale continues his Dante-like epic poem, a marvel of imagination and insight into postmodernism.
Yes, Edith Wharton was also a poet
Edith Wharton not only wrote fiction and nonfiction; she also wrote poetry, publishing her first collection at age 16.
Happy Birthday, Every Day Poems!
Every Day Poems turns twelve today. A dozen years of poetry love. A dozen years of inspiration. Come write a birthday poem in celebration!
Poet Laura: A Tribute to Laura Barkat—and All the Other “Lauras”
One of the Poet Laura’s tasks each year is to write poems about Lauras. This month, Dheepa R. Maturi pays tribute to the special Lauras who bring light to the world.
Poets and Poems: John Sibley Williams and “Skyscrape”
In “Skyscrape,” poet John Sibley Williams reaches for an understanding of the cultural by using the lens of the personal.
“My Heart Leaps Up” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems 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; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father […]
“Intimations of Immortality” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems Intimations of Immortality The earth, and every common sight, To me did seemApparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;— Turn wheresoe’er I may,By night or day. The things which I have seen I now […]
“The Cottager to Her Infant” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Cottager to Her Infant 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! The kitten sleeps upon the hearth, The crickets long have ceased their […]
“The French Revolution” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The French Revolution Oh! pleasant exercise of hope and joy! For mighty were the auxiliars which then stood Upon our side, we who were strong in love! Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very heaven!—Oh! times, In which the meagre, stale, […]
“The Lesser Celandine” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Lesser Celandine There is a Flower, the lesser Celandine, That shrinks, like many more, from cold and rain; And, the first moment that the sun may shine, Bright as the sun himself, ’tis out again! When hailstones have been falling, swarm on swarm, Or blasts the green field […]
“The Kitten and Falling Leaves” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Kitten and Falling Leaves That way look, my Infant, lo! What a pretty baby-show! See the Kitten on the wall, Sporting with the leaves that fall, Withered leaves—one—two—and three— From the lofty elder-tree! Through the calm and frosty air Of this morning bright and fair, Eddying round and […]
“I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars […]
“To a Skylark” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems To a Skylark Up with me! up with me into the clouds! For thy song, Lark, is strong; Up with me, up with me into the clouds! Singing, singing, With all the heav’ns about thee ringing, Lift me, guide me, till I find That spot which seems so to […]