Logos Virtual Library: William Wordsworth

A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags

A slumber did my spirit seal

A whirl-blast from behind the hill

Address to Kilchurn Castle

Address to my Infant Daughter, Dora

Address to the Scholars of the Village School of —

Affliction of Margaret —, The

Alice Fell; or, Poverty

Anecdote for Fathers

Animal Tranquillity and Decay

Anticipation. October, 1803

At Applethwaite, near Keswick

At the Grave of Burns, 1803. Seven Years after his Death

Bleak season was it, turbulent and bleak

Blind Highland Boy, The

Calais, August, 1802

Calais, August 15, 1802

Childless Father, The

Complaint of a Forsaken Indian Woman, The

Composed after a Journey across the Hambleton Hills, Yorkshire

Composed by the Sea-side, near Calais, August, 1802

Composed in the Valley near Dover, on the Day of Landing

Composed near Calais, on the Road leading to Ardres, August 7, 1802

Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

Cottager to her Infant, The

Departure from the Vale of Grasmere. August, 1803

Descriptive Sketches taken during a Pedestrian Tour among the Alps

Ellen Irwin; or, The Braes of Kirtle

Emigrant Mother, The

England! the time is come when thou should’st wean

Expostulation and Reply

Extract from the Conclusion of a Poem, composed in Anticipation
xxxof leaving School

Farmer of Tilsbury Vale, The

Fly, some kind Harbinger, to Grasmere-dale

From the Italian of Michael Angelo

Glen-Almain; or, The Narrow Glen

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

Great men have been among us; hands that penned

Guilt and Sorrow; or, Incidents upon Salisbury Plain

I grieved for Buonaparté

I travelled among unknown men

I wandered lonely as a cloud

Idle Shepherd-Boys, The; or, Dungeon-Ghyll Force

In the Pass of Killicranky

Incident characteristic of a Favourite Dog

Influence of Natural Objects in calling forth and strengthening the Imagination
xxxin Boyhood and Early Youth

Inscription for the spot where the Hermitage stood on
xxxSt. Herbert’s Island, Derwent-Water

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free

It is no Spirit who from heaven hath flown

It is not to be thought of that the Flood

It was an April morning: fresh and clear

Kitten and Falling Leaves, The

Last of the Flock, The

Lines, composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting
xxxthe Banks of the Wye during a tour, July 13, 1798

Lines left upon a Seat in a Yew-tree, which stands near the lake of Esthwaite,
xxxon a desolate part of the shore, commanding a beautiful prospect

Lines on the Expected Invasion, 1803

Lines written in Early Spring

Lines written while Sailing in a Boat at Evening

Lucy Gray; or, Solitude

Matron of Jedborough and her Husband, The

My heart leaps up when I behold

Oak and the Broom, The

Old Cumberland Beggar, The

On Nature’s invitation do I come

On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic

Pelion and Ossa flourish side by side

Prelude, The; or, Growth of a Poet’s Mind

Redbreast chasing the Butterfly, The

Remembrance of Collins

Resolution and Independence

Reverie of Poor Susan, The

Sailor’s Mother, The

Selections from Chaucer Modernised

September, 1802, near Dover

Seven Sisters, The; or, The Solitude of Binnorie

She dwelt among the untrodden ways

She was a Phantom of delight

Simon Lee, the Old Huntsman

Small Celandine, The

Solitary Reaper, The

Song for the Wandering Jew

Sonnet composed at — Castle

Sparrow’s Nest, The

Stanzas written in my Pocket Copy of Thomson’s “Castle of Indolence”

Strange fits of passion have I known

The sun has long been set

There is a bondage worse, far worse, to bear

There is an Eminence,—of these our hills

Three years she grew in sun and shower

’Tis said, that some have died for love

To a Young Lady, who had been Reproached for taking Long Walks
xxxin the Country

To the Men of Kent. October, 1803

To the Small Celandine

Two April Mornings, The

Two Thieves, The; or, the Last Stage of Avarice

To Toussaint L’Ouverture

Vaudracour and Julia

Waterfall and the Eglantine, The

When I have borne in memory what has tamed

When, to the attractions of the busy world

Who fancied what a pretty sight

Written in Germany, on one of the Coldest Days of the Century

Written in London, September, 1802

Written in March, while resting on the Bridge at the Foot of Brothers Water

Written in very Early Youth

Written with a Pencil upon a Stone in the Wall of the House (an Out-House),
xxxon the Island at Grasmere

Written with a Slate Pencil upon a Stone, the largest of a Heap lying
xxxnear a Deserted Quarry, upon one of the Islands at Rydal