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Sonnet Composed upon Westminster Bridge, London, 1802 Earth has not anything to show more fair; Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This city now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie... Poet: William Wordsworth	“The world is too much with us” Sonnet 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... Poet: William Wordsworth	“My heart leaps up” 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! The Child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be Bound... Poet: William Wordsworth	Tintern Abbey Five years have past; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, 1 rolling from their mountain-springs With a soft inland murmur.—Once again Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, That on a wild, secluded scene... Poet: William Wordsworth
Influence of Natural Objects Wisdom and Spirit of the universe! Thou Soul, that art the eternity of thought! And giv’st to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion! not in vain, By day or star-light, thus from my first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The... Poet: William Wordsworth	The Tables Turned Up! up, my friend! and quit your books, Or surely you ’ll grow double; Up! up, my friend! and clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble? The sun, above the mountain’s head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields... Poet: William Wordsworth