William Wordsworth

11 poems

Lo! where the Moon along the sky / Sails with her happy destiny;

------The sky is overcast / With a continuous cloud of texture close,

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide, / As being past away.--Vain sympathies!

The little hedgerow birds, / That peck along the roads, regard him not.

I wandered lonely as a cloud / That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

SURPRISED by joy--impatient as the Wind / ; ; ;I turned to share the transport--O! with whom

That is work of waste and ruin-- / Do as Charles and I are doing!

She was a phantom of delight / When first she gleamed upon my sight;

WHY art thou silent! Is thy love a plant / ; ; ;Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air

Surprised by joy — impatient as the Wind / I turned to share the transport--Oh! with whom

With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, / Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed;