William Wordsworth Thou Quotations

Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring!Even yet thou art to meNo bird, but an invisible thing,A voice, a mystery. . . .

O Nightingale, thou surely art/ A creature of a 'fiery heart'.

Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-calculated less or more.

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God!/ O Duty! if that name thou love/ Who art a light to guide, a rod/ To check the erring and reprove.

Why art thou silent! Is thy love a plant / Of such weak fibre that the treacherous air / Of absence withers what was once so fair?