Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. – William Wordsworth
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. – William Wordsworth
For by superior energies; more strict affiance in each other; faith more firm in their unhallowed principles, the bad have fairly earned a victory over the weak, the vacillating, inconsistent good. – William Wordsworth
Thou unassuming common-place of Nature, with that homely face. – William Wordsworth