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William Wordsworth was a major English Romantic poet. He was born on 7 April 1770 in Wordsworth House in Cockermouth, Cumberland . William Wordsworth died on 23 April 1850, and was buried at St. Oswald's church in Grasmere. William Wordsworth.
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William Wordsworth was a major English Romantic poet. He was born on 7 April 1770 in Wordsworth House in Cockermouth, Cumberland. William Wordsworth died on 23 April 1850, and was buried at St. Oswald's church in Grasmere. William Wordsworth
Wordsworth was the second of five children. Wordsworth's mother died when he was 7 years old, his father died five years later. Uncle guardians defined orphaned boys in grammar boarding school in Houkskhede.In 1787, Wordsworth entered St. James College, Cambridge University . In 1790, he took a walking tour of Europe, during which he toured the Alps extensively, and visited nearby areas of France, Switzerland, and Italy.
Wordsworth made his debut as a writer in 1787 when he published a sonnet in The European Magazine. Wordsworth stressed that he owes a lot to his four great predecessors in English poetry - J. Chaucer E.Spenser, William Shakespeare and D.Milton. William Wordsworth - the poet of Nature and Man. His poetry is warmed by feeling and thought. He wrote a lot about nature, people, children.
His most famous works – “Six years old”, “Fidelity”, “Daffodils”. Wordsworth was awarded the title of poet laureate and remained so until his death. His influence on English poetry is evident throughout the 19th century.
Daffodils I wandered lonely as a cloudThat 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.Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending lineAlong the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but theyOut-did the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not but be gay,In such a jocund company:I gazed--and gazed--but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought:For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils. William Wordsworth
Death William Wordsworth died by aggravating a case of pleurisy on 23 April 1850, and was buried at St. Oswald's church in Grasmere. His widow Mary published his lengthy autobiographical “Poem to Coleridge" as The Prelude several months after his death. Though this failed to arouse great interest in 1850, it has since come to be recognized as his masterpiece.
