#wordsworth

[vox-anglosphere]

The romantic ruins of Tintern Abbey have inspired poets & painters.

#Tintern Abbey #Monmouthshire #Wales #Wye Valley #ruins #J Ashford #National Library of Wales #Wordsworth #holy site #romantic paintings #sanctuary #Gothic architecture #1820 #UK

[angelsarereal111]

Tragically, there's always a piece of me that longs for you.

#i love you #original poem #yearning #words #wordsworth #bookblr #literature #literate rp #poets on tumblr #timothee chalamet #love #love poem #cat #wlw #poetry #lana del rey #longing #missing you #i miss you #come back #take care <3

[apoemaday]

The World Is Too Much with Us

by William Wordsworth

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; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours And are up-gather’d now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. --Great God! I’d rather be A pagan suckled in a creed outworn,-- So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.

#poetry #william wordsworth #the world is too much with us #sonnet #wordsworth #a personal favorite

[hauntedbystorytelling]

Walter Frederick Seely ~ Autumn posed by Jane Novak. published in Shadowland, November 1922. | src internet archive Autumn (Wordsworth) Wild is the music of Autumnal winds / Amongst the faded woods. view more on wordPress

#Walter Frederick Seely #american pictorialism #autumn #autumn leaves #Jane Novak #mood #pictorialism #pictorialisme #pictorialismo #Piktorialismus #quotation #quote #Walter F. Seely #Walter Seely #Wordsworth

[cat-boots]

he's almost always mostly naked, he's got touchable fluffy cheeks, he's comfortable in a dress. there is no boyfriend more perfect than he [char is wordsworth from heathcliff and the catillac cats!]

#art #anthro #wordsworth #heathcliff

[blackswaneuroparedux]

The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.

William Wordsworth

#wordsworth #william wordsworth #quote #flowers #fleurs #redhead #femme #beauty #outdoors #nature #fragrance #shy #humility

[empirearchives]

Herman Melville on Napoleon’s love for Ossian

Context: Ossian is the narrator and purported author of a cycle of epic poems published by the Scottish poet James Macpherson, originally as Fingal (1761) and Temora (1763), and later combined under the title The Poems of Ossian.

“I am rejoiced to see Hazlitt speak for Ossian. There is nothing more contemptable in that contemptable man (tho' good poet, in his department) Wordsworth, than his contempt for Ossian. And nothing that more raises my idea of Napoleon than his great admiration for him.—The loneliness of the spirit of Ossian harmonized with the loneliness of the greatness of Napoleon.”

Melville wrote this around 1862 in the margins of his copy of Hazlitt’s Lectures on the English Comic Writers and Lectures on the English Poets

Source: Hershel Parker, Herman Melville: A Biography - Volume 2, p. 436

#Herman Melville #Melville #Napoleon #napoleon bonaparte #Hershel Parker #Herman Melville biography #Herman Melville: A Biography #Hazlitt #Lectures on the English Comic Writers #Ossian #romanticism #napoleonic era #napoleonic #american literature #American lit #american renaissance #Wordsworth #the poems of Ossian #celtic mythology #fingal #temora #british literature #Scottish #scottish literature #Scotland

[abybweisse]

Ch203 (p2), Hollow ground

After all the posting I did for the spoilers, idk that I have terribly much to add here, but there are a few things.

Like how -- yes -- Jonathan and Wordsworth prove quite useful by using the horse to show them all that the ground below is hollow. Artie is so argumentative and doesn't see value in much of anything, does he? I hope he's learned something from this.

Ok, so Jonathan could smell Ginny under the horse, but it took Wordsworth to realize the sound wasn't right for stone flooring.

Then they are easily able to find the release for the hatch door.

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #ch203 #chapter release #chapter review #chapter analysis #snake's snakes #artie #jonathan #wordsworth #aug 18 2023 #part two #part 2

[kurosnakes]

Happy day of birth to our snakeboi!

#snake #kuroshitsuji #black butler #manga #anime #birthday #wilde #emily #keats #wordsworth #oscar #goethe

[library-goblin]

I feel like there are not enough people talking about the fact that the name "Lucy Gray" is taken from a Wordsworth poem (or "Lyrical Ballad") in which a girl disappears in a snowstorm.

[...] "You yet may spy the Fawn at play, The Hare upon the Green; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. [...] Not blither is the mountain roe, With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse, the powd'ry snow That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time, She wander'd up and down, And many a hill did Lucy climb But never reach'd the Town. [...] Yet some maintain that to this day She is a living Child, That you may see sweet Lucy Gray Upon the lonesome Wild. O'er rough and smooth she trips along, And never looks behind; And sings a solitary song That whistles in the wind."

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #suzanne collins #studyblr #uniblr #academia #litblr #english #its honestly a masterly literary reference #lucy gray baird #the hunger games #coriolanus snow #wordsworth

[west-o-the-moon]

Daffodils by John Brighenti

#daffodils #narcissus #flowers #wordsworth #poetic #nature #naturecore

[vox-anglosphere]

As the village of Grasmere charmed Wordsworth, so it does us today

#Grasmere #Cumbria #Lake District #Wordsworth #Coleridge #stone cottage #English village #stone walls #lilacs #nostalgia

[angelsarereal111]

But will it still be moving on if I spent the entire day chasing after your absence?

A footstep away from you has me wanting you closer than I wish, this loud noise of your vanishing presence, the thought of you never being around my sight leaves me terrified, I am forever terrified of how much I can love you, who even am I before having the knowledge of your existence. I will move on, but I miss you for now.

#i love you #original poem #poem #poems and quotes #wordsworth #literature #poets on tumblr #yearning #missing you #poetry #call me by your name #dead poets society #love poem #writers and poets #wlw #timothee chalamet #poems #bookblr #books #i miss you #im sorry #take care <3

[apoemaday]

Splendour in the Grass

by William Wordsworth

What though the radiance Which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, Of glory in the flower, We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.

#poetry #william wordsworth #splendour in the grass #wordsworth

[0is]

wordsworth editions + jane austen will always have my heart

#books #jane austen #pride and prejudice #sense and sensibility #persuasion #literature #reading #aesthetic #wordsworth #wordsworth classics #mine #my photography #mp

[noosphe-re]

These are the words with which I tried many years later to express what I had experienced that evening, but no words can do more than suggest what it meant to me. It came to me quite suddenly, as it were out of the blue, and now that I look back on it, it seems to me that it was one of the decisive events of my life. Up to that time I had lived the life of a normal schoolboy, quite content with the world as I found it. Now I was suddenly made aware of another world of beauty and mystery such as I had never imagined to exist, except in poetry. It was as though I had begun to see and smell and hear for the first time. The world appeared to me as Wordsworth describes it with “the glory and the freshness of a dream.” The sight of a wild rose growing on a hedge, the scent of lime tree blossoms caught suddenly as I rode down a hill on a bicycle, came to me like visitations from another world. But it was not only that my senses were awakened. I experienced an overwhelming emotion in the presence of nature, especially at evening. It began to wear a kind of sacramental character for me. I approached it with a sense of almost religious awe, and in the hush which comes before sunset, I felt again the presence of an unfathomable mystery. The song of the birds, the shapes of the trees, the colours of the sunset, were so many signs of this presence, which seemed to be drawing me to itself.

Bede Griffiths, Moments of Grace: Lifting the Veil

#quote #Bede Griffiths #nature #spirituality #reality #William Wordsworth #Wordsworth #perception