William Wordsworth
1770 - 1850
Poems
- LUCY GRAY; OR, SOLITUDE
- RUTH
- On Nature's invitation do I come...
- “BLEAK SEASON WAS IT, TURBULENT AND BLEAK”
- HART-LEAP WELL
- THE PET-LAMB
- THE FARMER OF TILSBURY VALE
- It was an April morning: fresh and clear...
- A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags...
- TO M. H.
- THE WATERFALL AND THE EGLANTINE
- THE OAK AND THE BROOM