The Motto

Tentanda via est, etc.

What shall I do to be forever known,

And make the age to come my own?

I shall like beasts or common people die,

Unless you write my elegy;

Whilst others great by being born are grown,

Their mothers’ labor, not their own.

In this scale gold, in th’other fame does lie,

The weight of that mounts this so high.

These men are fortune’s jewels, molded bright,

Brought forth with their own fire and light;

If I her vulgar stone, for either look,

Out of myself it must be strook.

Yet I must on : what sound is’t strikes mine ear?

Sure I Fame’s trumpet hear;

It sounds like the last trumpet, for it can

Raise up the buried man.

Unpassed Alps stop me, but I’ll cut through all,

And march, the Muses’ Hannibal.

Hence, all the flattering vanities that lay

Nets of roses in the way;

Hence, the desire of honors or estate

And all that is not above fate;

Hence, Love himself, the tyrant of my days,

Which intercepts my coming praise.

Come, my best friends, my books, and lead me on:

‘Tis time that I were gone.

Welcome, great Stagirite, and teach me now

All I was born to know;

Thy scholar’s vict’ries thou dost far outdo,

He conquered th’earth, the whole world you.

Welcome, learn’d Cicero, whose blest tongue and wit

Preserve Rome’s greatness yet:

Thou art the first of orators; only he

Who best can praise thee, next must be.

Welcome the Mantuan swan, Vergil the wise,

Whose verse walks highest, but not flies;

Who brought green poesy to her perfect age,

And made that art which was a rage.

Tell me, ye mighty three, what shall I do

To be like one of you?

But you have climbed the mountain’s top, there sit

On the calm flour’shing head of it,

And whilst with wearied steps we upward go,

See us and clouds below.

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Poems in English 

• Memorials of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 I. Departure From The Vale Of Grasmere, August 1803 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Matthew by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Maternal Grief by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Mark The Concentrated Hazels That Enclose by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lucy by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lucy Gray [or Solitude] by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Louisa: After Accompanying Her On A Mountain Excursion by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Look Now On That Adventurer Who Hath Paid by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• London, 1802 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Written On A Blank Leaf In A Copy Of The Author’s Poem “The Excursion,” by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 14 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines On The Expected Invasion, 1803 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Left Upon The Seat Of A Yew-Tree, by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Laodamia by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lament Of Mary Queen Of Scots by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• It was an April morning: fresh and clear by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• It Is No Spirit Who From Heaven Hath Flown by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• It Is a Beauteous Evening by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth

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