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Mary Wordsworth wasn’t pretty or bookish, but she was kind and vital, and William loved her.
This poem is a look back over how William Wordsworth’s love for his wife Mary had developed over time. “The germ of this poem” he admitted “was four lines composed as a part of the verses on the Highland Girl. Though beginning in this way, it was written from my heart, as is sufficiently obvious.”
William Wordsworth comes back from France and realises with a shock what his own country has become.
In 1802, William Wordsworth returned from a brief trip across the Channel and was suddenly struck by the ugly noise of London. He was not singing the praises of post-revolutionary Paris, where ‘quiet desolation’ reigned. But England’s complacent wealth, her vanity and parade, were no better, for he could detect little happiness in them, and no moral fibre.
On his way to war-torn France, William Wordsworth passed through London and was overwhelmed by the quiet of the early morning.
The following Sonnet was written, William Wordsworth recalled, “on the roof of a coach, on my way to France.” It was July 1802, and he was off with his sister Dorothy to visit his old flame Annette Vallon and their daughter Caroline; he had not seen Annette since the French Revolution had so cruelly parted them nearly ten years before. His journey from London took him across Westminster Bridge at dawn.
William Wordsworth looks back on a life of disappointments and regrets, and finds in them reasons to be thankful.
William Wordsworth wrote The Prelude: or, Growth of a Poet’s Mind to account for his decision in 1799 to bury himself in Cumbria’s Lake District and devote himself to poetry. Here, Wordsworth reflects on the way that the disharmonies of our past life — our regrets and pains and disappointments — form a melody that would be less beautiful without them.
Walking with his ten-year-old daughter on the beach at Calais, Wordsworth considers the energy of God moving in all things.
In 1792, a young William Wordsworth visited France and met Annette Vallon. The lovers had a daughter, Caroline, but were sundered when Revolutionary France declared war on Britain. Shortly before William married Mary Hutchinson in October 1802, with her encouragement William seized the opportunity of the Peace of Amiens to visit Calais for a seaside walk with his little daughter.
William Wordsworth watches a playful kitten, and makes himself a promise.
Cats have inspired a great deal of poetic affection, and here William Wordsworth adds his own tribute to our feline friends, drawn from a much longer poem written in 1804. One budding mouser playing with autumn leaves sets Wordsworth thinking about staying young.