William Wordsworth Quotes on Criticism
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Dear Child of Nature, let them rail!
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Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters.
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Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart
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These feeble and fastidious times.
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A fingering slave, One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave.
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A reasoning, self-sufficing thing, An intellectual All-in-all!
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Two voices are there: one is of the deep; It learns the storm-cloud's thunderous melody, Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep: And one is of an old half-witted sheep Which bleats articulate monotony, And indicates that two and one are three, That grass is green, lakes damp, and mountains steep And, Wordsworth, both are thine.