Poems

The Solitary Reaper . Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she […]

The Sparrow’s Nest BEHOLD, within the leafy shade, Those bright blue eggs together laid! On me the chance-discovered sight Gleamed like a vision of delight. I […]

The Sun Has Long Been Set The sun has long been set, The stars are out by twos and threes, The little birds are piping yet […]

The Tables Turned . Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you’ll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why […]

The Two April Mornings We walked along, while bright and red Uprose the morning sun; And Matthew stopped, he looked, and said `The will of God […]

The Virgin . Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrost With the least shade of thought to sin allied. Woman! above all women glorified, Our tainted nature’s […]

The Wishing Gate [In the vale of Grasmere, by the side of an old highway leading to Ambleside, is a gate, which, from time out of […]

The World Is Too Much With Us The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little […]

There is an Eminence,–of these our hills There is an Eminence,–of these our hills The last that parleys with the setting sun; We can behold it […]

There was a Boy . There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs And islands of Winander! many a time, At evening, when the […]