Selection from the Sonnets of William Wordsworth

1. 1 Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow roomRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
2. 2 Scorn not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frownedRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
3. 3 Written in very Early YouthRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
4. 4 I watch, and long have watched, with calm regretRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
5. 5 How clear, how keen, how marvellously brightRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
6. 6 While not a leaf seems faded; while the fieldsRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
7. 7 There is a pleasure in poetic painsRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
8. 8 Oxford, May 30, 1820Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
9. 9 A Parsonage in OxfordshireRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
10. 10 Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour!Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
11. 11 Mark the concentred hazels that encloseRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
12. 12 Composed at Rydal on May Morning, 1838Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
13. 13 Though the bold wings of Poesy affectRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
14. 14 Pelion and Ossa flourish side by sideRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
15. 15 To SleepRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
16. 16 Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep!Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
17. 17 The River Eden, CumberlandRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
18. 18 Surprised by joy - impatient as the WindRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
19. 19 Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boatRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
20. 20 With Ships the sea was sprinkled far and nighRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
21. 21 Where lies the Land to which yon Ship must go?Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
22. 22 Sole listener, Duddon! to the Breeze that playedRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
23. 23 What aspect bore the Man who roved or fledRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
24. 24 Hail to the fields - with dwellings sprinkled o'erRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
25. 25 The Stepping-StonesRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
26. 26 Whence that low voice? - A whisper from the heartRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
27. 27 I thought of Thee, my partner and my guideRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
28. 28 Brook! whose society the poet seeksRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
29. 29 Methinks that to some vacant hermitageRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
30. 30 There is a little unpretending RillRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
31. 31 Written upon a Blank Leaf in "The Complete Angler"Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
32. 32 Oh Friend! I know not which way I must lookRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
33. 33 The world is too much with us; late and soonRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
34. 34 Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hourRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
35. 35 Great men have been among us; hands that pennedRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
36. 36 It is not to be thought of that the FloodRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
37. 37 When I have borne in memory what has tamedRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
38. 38 Near DoverRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
39. 39 Vanguard of Liberty, ye men of KentRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
40. 40 Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of SwitzerlandRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
41. 41 An Invasion Being Expected, October 1803Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
42. 42 Composed in the Valley near Dover, on the Day of LandingRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
43. 43 Not Love, not War, nor the tumultuous swellRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
44. 44 To Toussaint L'OuvertureRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
45. 45 When Philoctetes in the Lemnian IsleRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
46. 46 When haughty expectations prostrate lieRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
47. 47 O'er the wide earth, on mountain and on plainRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
48. 48 On the Extinction of the Venetian RepublicRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
49. 49 By Grasmere LakeRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
50. 50 Composed by the Sea-Side, Near CalaisRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
51. 51 As leaves are to the tree whereon they growRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
52. 52 Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grownRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
53. 53 The TrosachsRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
54. 54 AdmonitionRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
55. 55 The forest huge of ancient CaledonRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
56. 56 Aix-la-ChapelleRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
57. 57 Between Namur and LiègeRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
58. 58 Composed on Westminster Bridge, Sept. 3, 1802Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
59. 59 Roman AntiquitiesRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
60. 60 The Monument commonly called Long Meg and Her Daughters, near the River EdenRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
61. 61 There! said a Stripling, pointing with meet prideRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
62. 62 Mary Queen of ScotsRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
63. 63 In sight of the Town of CockermouthRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
64. 64 A Place of Burial in the South of ScotlandRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
65. 65 Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyesRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
66. 66 In King's College Chapel, CambridgeRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
67. 67 They dreamt not of a perishable homeRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
68. 68 Rural CeremonyRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
69. 69 Places of WorshipRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
70. 70 Who but is pleased to watch the moon on highRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
71. 71 The Shepherd, looking eastward, softly saidRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
72. 72 With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skyRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
73. 73 The stars are mansions built by Nature's handRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
74. 74 To a Snow-dropRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
75. 75 Hark! 'tis the Thrush, undaunted, undeprestRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
76. 76 I dropped my pen; and listened to the WindRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
77. 77 It is a beauteous evening, calm and freeRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
78. 78 To the CuckooRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
79. 79 Near Anio's stream, I spied a gentle DoveRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
80. 80 Composed on a May MorningRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
81. 81 Personal TalkRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
82. 82 Yet life, you say, "is life; we have seen and see"Read by Bruce Kachuk 1m
83. 83 Wings have we - and as far as we can goRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
84. 84 Nor can I not believe but that herebyRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
85. 85 How sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocksRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
86. 86 Why art thou silent? Is thy love a plantRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
87. 87 To the Planet Venus, an Evening StarRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m
88. 88 Valedictory SonnetRead by Bruce Kachuk 1m

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