William Wordsworth słynne cytaty
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. (ang.)
Źródło: Żonkile, tłum. Maciej Froński
William Wordsworth: Cytaty po angielsku
Guilt and Sorrow, st. 41 (1791-1794) Section XLI
Rob Roy's Grave, st. 3
Memorials of a Tour in Scotland (1803)
Stanza 4
Lyrical Ballads (1798–1800), Lines written a few miles above Tintern Abbey (1798)
“What is good for a bootless bene?”
With these dark words begins my tale;
And their meaning is, Whence can comfort spring
When prayer is of no avail?
Force of Prayer
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)