William Wordsworth the great Romantic English poet was born in England’s Lake District, the most beautiful region of the country. His father was a landed farmer. His mother died when he was eight. He,

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.

Wordsworth is the man who introduces us to this period by his A Preface to Lyrical Ballad(Wordsworth and S.T Coleridge). it was the most important works of Romantic Movement. Here Wordsworth wrote his

Today's poem is 'We Are Seven' by William Wordsworth, one of my favourite poets. ———A simple Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met

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.

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.

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.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850) I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD I wandered lonely as a cloud That floarts on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils; Beside the

It’s more than a hundred and fifty years since our last sonneteer wrote. The form was not beloved of the 18th Century’s poets, who strove for a neoclassical grandeur that demanded large-scale forms,

FOND words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep! And thou hast had thy store of tenderest names; The very sweetest, Fancy culls or frames, When thankfulness of heart is strong and deep! Dear Bosom-child

The greatest contribution of Wordsworth to the poetry of Nature is his unqualified pantheism. He believes that God shines through all the object of Nature, investing them with a celestial light- "a

A Photograph i took of the bust of the world famous poet William Wordsworth. The Bust is located just off the high street in Wordsworths birthplace Cockermouth. Photo taken with a samsungJ5