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Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.

Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.

William Wordsworth
Love, Nature, Betrayal
William Wordsworth (1985). “William Wordsworth: The Pedlar, Tintern Abbey, the Two-Part Prelude”, p.39, Cambridge University Press

What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Teach
William Wordsworth (1850). “The Prelude, Or, Growth of a Poet's Mind: An Autobiographical Poem”, p.371, London E. Moxon 1850.

Let Nature be your teacher

William Wordsworth
Teacher, Nature, Science
William Wordsworth (1837). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: Together with a Description of the Country of the Lakes in the North of England, Now First Published with His Works ...”, p.337

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

William Wordsworth
Lonely, Nature, Spring
"I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud" l. 1 (1815 ed.) See DorothyWordsworth 1

The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.

William Wordsworth
Nature, World, Littles
"TheWorld Is Too Much with Us" l. 1 (1807)

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.

William Wordsworth
Sad, Nature, Dark
'The Borderers' (1842) act 3, l. 1539

'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes!

William Wordsworth
Nature, Flower, Air
William Wordsworth (1837). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: Together with a Description of the Country of the Lakes in the North of England, Now First Published with His Works ...”, p.341

I travelled among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea; Nor England! did I know till then What love I bore to thee.

William Wordsworth
Love, Nature, Travel
'I travelled among unknown men' (1807)

May books and nature be their early joy!

William Wordsworth
Nature, Book, Joy
William Wordsworth (1850). “The Prelude, Or, Growth of a Poet's Mind: An Autobiographical Poem”, p.124

one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Pleasure, Daffodil

For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Humanity, Environmental
'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 88

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art; Close up these barren leaves; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.

William Wordsworth
Sweet, Nature, Art
'The Tables Turned' (1798)

Careless of books, yet having felt the power Of Nature, by the gentle agency Of natural objects, led me on to feel For passions that were not my own, and think (At random and imperfectly indeed) On man, the heart of man, and human life.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Book, Passion
William Wordsworth (1994). “The Collected Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.131, Wordsworth Editions

. . .this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 't is her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Kindness, Prayer
William Wordsworth (1992). “Favorite Poems”, p.24, Courier Corporation

Nature's old felicities.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Felicity
William Wordsworth (1848). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: Together with a Description of the Country of the Lakes in the North of England”, p.254

For nature then to me was all in all.

William Wordsworth
Nature
'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 72

She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Years, Feels
'A slumber did my spirit seal' (1800)

Let the moon shine on the in thy solitary walk; and let the misty mountain-winds be free to blow against thee.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Blow, Moon
William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.194

To the solid ground Of nature trusts the Mind that builds for aye.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Science, Mind
"The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth".

Thou unassuming common-place of Nature, with that homely face.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Faces, Common
1802 'To the Daisy', stanza 1 (published 1807).

Those old credulities, to Nature dear, Shall they no longer bloom upon the stock Of history?

William Wordsworth
Nature, Historical, Dear
William Wordsworth (1847). “The Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.274

In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure, The heart luxuriates with indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air.

William Wordsworth
Sweet, Nature, Heart
William Wordsworth (1847). “The Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.143

Books! tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it.

William Wordsworth
Sweet, Nature, Book
1798 'The Tables Turned', stanza 3.

Knowing that Nature never did betray the heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, through all the years of this our life, to lead from joy to joy.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Heart, Knowing
William Wordsworth (1985). “William Wordsworth: The Pedlar, Tintern Abbey, the Two-Part Prelude”, p.39, Cambridge University Press

Therefore am I still a lover of the meadows and the woods, and mountains; and of all that we behold from this green earth.

William Wordsworth
Nature, Mountain, Green
1798 'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on revisiting the banks of the Wye', l.102-6.

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