Intellect can raise, From airy words alone, a Pile that ne’er decays.
William Wordsworth Quotes
Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.
We live by admiration, hope and love.
The food of hope Is mediated action; robbed of this Her sole support, she languishes and dies. We perish also; for we live by hope And by desire; we see by the glad light, And breathe the sweet air of futurity, And so we live, or else we have no life.
Ah, what a warning for a thoughtless man, Could field or grove, could any spot of earth, Show to his eye an image of the pangs Which it hath witnessed, – render back an echo Of the sad steps by which it hath been trod!
When meadows, grove and stream, the earth and every common sight to me did seem, appareled in celestial light. The glory and the freshness of a dream.
Come, let me see thee sink into a dream Of quiet thoughts, protracted till thine eye Be calm as water when the winds are gone And no one can tell whither.
Power is much more easily manifested in destroying than creating
Worse than idle is compassion if it ends in tears and sighs.
Earth hath not anything to show more fair Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning, silent, bare Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields and to the sky […]
