William Wordsworth

“My heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky:

So was it when my life began;

So is it now I am a man;

So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die!”

“Nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower.”

“Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings... recollected in tranquility.”

“To me the meanest flower that blows can give

Thoughts that do often life too deep for tears.”