William Wordsworth - 250 Aniversario

William Wordsworth 

250 Aniversario 

7 de abril, 1770 

         Poetry is "the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: 
        

        it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility": 

 Two definitions of poetry found in the 

1800 edition of Lyrical Ballads, 

William Wordsworth

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 “The eye--it cannot choose but see; 

We cannot bid the ear be still; 

Our bodies feel, where'er they be, 

Against or with our will.”

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 “A mind forever Voyaging 

 through strange seas of Thought, 

 alone.”

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 “When from our better selves we have too long 

Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop, 

Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, 

How gracious, how benign, is Solitude”

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 “The world is too much with us; late and soon, 

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers”

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 “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;”

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 “Love betters what is best”

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 “Habit rules the unreflecting herd.”

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“For I have learned to look on nature, 

 not as in the hour of thoughtless youth; 

 but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.”

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“Then my heart with pleasure fills 

And dances with the daffodils.” 

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 “Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, 

thy glory and thy happiness be there.” 

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 “What we have loved 

Others will love 

And we will teach them how.”

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