Frases de William Wordsworth

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“A poesia é a recordação de fortes emoções sob um estado de forte tranquilidade.”

“Nós, poetas, na nossa mocidade começamos com alegria,
Mas daí passamos finalmente ao desalento e à loucura.”

“A natureza nunca traiu o coração que amava.”

“A verdadeira beleza vive em refúgios profundos, cujo véu é irremovível, até que coração e coração em concordância batam. E o amor é amado.”

“A poesia é o transbordamento espontâneo de sentimentos intensos: tem a sua origem na emoção recordada num estado de tranquilidade.”

“Estamos mais próximos da sabedoria quando nos curvamos e não quando pairamos no alto.”

“Yet was Rob Roy as wise as brave;
Forgive me if the phrase be strong;—
A Poet worthy of Rob Roy
Must scorn a timid song.”

“Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze,
A visitant that while it fans my cheek
Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings
From the green fields, and from yon azure sky.
Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come
To none more grateful than to me; escaped
From the vast city, where I long had pined
A discontented sojourner: now free,
Free as a bird to settle where I will.”

“If I should be, where I no more can hear
Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams
Of past existence, wilt thou then forget
That on the banks of this delightful stream
We stood together; And that I, so long
A worshipper of Nature, hither came,
Unwearied in that service: rather say
With warmer love, oh! with far deeper zeal
Of holier love. Now wilt thou then forget,
That after many wanderings, many years
Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs,
And this green pastoral landscape, were to me
More dear, both for themselves, and for thy sake.”

“What is good for a bootless bene?”

“The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly.”