William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) was a major English Romantic poet who, with Samuel Taylor Coleridge, helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature with the 1798 joint publication Lyrical Ballads.
Wordsworth's magnum opus is generally considered to be The Prelude, a semiautobiographical poem of his early years which he revised and expanded a number of times. It was posthumously titled and published, prior to which it was generally known as the poem "to Coleridge". Wordsworth was Britain's Poet Laureate from 1843 until his death in 1850.
The second of five children born to John Wordsworth and Ann Cookson, William Wordsworth was born on 7 April 1770 in Wordsworth House in Cockermouth, Cumberland—part of the scenic region in northwest England, the Lake District. His sister, the poet and diarist Dorothy Wordsworth, to whom he was close all his life, was born the following year, and the two were baptised together. They had three other siblings: Richard, the eldest, who became a lawyer; John, born after Dorothy, who went to sea and died in 1805 when the ship of which he was Master, the Earl of Abergavenny, was wrecked off the south coast of England; and Christopher, the youngest, who entered the Church and rose to be Master of Trinity College, Cambridge. Their father was a legal representative of James Lowther, 1st Earl of Lonsdale and, through his connections, lived in a large mansion in the small town. Wordsworth, as with his siblings, had little involvement with their father, and they would be distant from him until his death in 1783.
Introduction to William Wordsworth
Introduction to William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth - Documentary (Part 1)
Daffodils (I wandered lonely as a cloud) with music - William Wordsworth
"Tintern Abbey" by William Wordsworth (read by Tom O'Bedlam)
POEM ~ The World Is Too Much With Us by William Wordsworth poem with text
William Wordsworth - Upon Westminster Bridge - Full Lecture by Dr. Andrew Barker
William Wordsworth.wmv
Wordsworth's Two-Part Prelude
The Rainbow - Poem (illustrated) - by William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth Part 1
Michael - William Wordsworth, Audio Drama
"We Are Seven" by William Wordsworth (read by Tom O'Bedlam)
Understanding "The World is Too Much With Us" by William Wordsworth
Plot
Lives and Deaths of the Poets spoofs and parodies incidents taken from the lives of famous writers, artists, and musicians (collectively "Poets") throughout history. Comprising a series of approximately 50 comic vignettes, the movie is the fictional story of what really did not happen to these famed Poets, who have so enriched all of our lives.
Keywords: emperor-nero, independent-film, musician, nudity, parody, poet, sketch-comedy, spoof, writer
Plot
Based on the true story about the famous murderers, 'Burke And Hare' follows the hapless exploits of these two men as they fall into the highly profitable business of providing cadavers for the medical fraternity in Nineteenth Century Edinburgh, then the centre of medical learning. The one thing they were short of was bodies.
Keywords: 1820s, 19th-century, actress, alcoholic, angry-mob, anti-villain, based-on-true-story, black-comedy, cameo, closing-eyes-of-dead-person
No Job Too Small. No Body Too Big. No Questions Asked.
William Burke: She is an actress, not a whore.::William Hare: What's the difference?
William Hare: I thought life round here was supposed to be cheap.::Fergus: It is. But the price rockets once you're dead.
William Burke: Six years in the Army I don't get a scratch. Ten minutes as a grave robber I get shot in the ass.
William Burke: I had confidence in a fart once, and I shat all over myself.
Hangman: [after Burke's execution] I know he seemed like a nice guy and all that, and I suppose you have to respect the fact that he made the ultimate sacrifice for love, but he did kill all those people just for money. And that's just evil. [the Hangman is given a sack of coins as payment for the execution] Thank you.
Doctor Monro: How are your students enjoying your lectures?::Doctor Robert Knox: Not as much as they are enjoying your wife.
Old Joseph: I remember. Old Nosey was there himself. He says, "Stand up, guards. Now, Maitland, now's your time." And over we go, fight in', fight in' the Frogs. Did I ever tell you about the time... [coughs wetly] the time... [coughs] I saw the man, the wee man himself, Napoleon? Aye, it were a treat. [laughs] And that idiotic hat.
Doctor Robert Knox: That's the third rotter I've had from McTavish and his gang of grave robbers in the last three weeks. [sighs] I can't go on like this.::Patterson: Is there anything I can do Doctor?::Doctor Robert Knox: You could start praying, Patterson, for the one thing that could save us.::Patterson: And what's that sir?::Doctor Robert Knox: An enormous and awful calamity right here in Edinburgh. An accident or a - or a natural disaster. Something which generates the large numbers of cadavers I need for my work.::Patterson: Wouldn't that be nice sir?
McMartin's Doorman: I'll not explain myself again. Mr. Wordsworth is already in the club.::William Wordsworth: That cannot be, I am he, newly returned from my tour of the continent.::Samuel Coleridge: And I am Samuel Coleridge.::McMartin's Doorman: Aye. And I'm Robbie fuck in' Burns! Now piss off, the both ofyouse!
Rev. Holland: No shoes, funny voices. They must be French.
William Wordsworth: We came to create a revolution of the mind, not to canoodle on a hillock.
John Thelwall: You have grown such pleasing huge breasts, Sara.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Anonymous - like Homer, like the hills and clouds themselves!::Sara Coleridge: So long as Anonymous doesn't collect the fee.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: It's only a mite. It's not as though he created a fully grown Doctor of Philosophy or a strapping great ploughboy.
William Wordsworth: I wandered lonely as a cow...::Dorothy Wordsworth: Perhaps "cloud" would be better, William.
William Wordsworth: Albatrosses have nothing to do with eel fishing! This is another distraction.
William Wordsworth: You can feed him with ideas and images but I go hungry.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: It's not the opium - it's my mind. I spend every day trying not to think.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge: They will always be remembered... when I am dead and all my words are dust.::Sara Coleridge: What is it? What have you written?::Robert Southey: It's a story for the children. Called "The Three Bears".
Introduction to William Wordsworth
Introduction to William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth - Documentary (Part 1)
Daffodils (I wandered lonely as a cloud) with music - William Wordsworth
"Tintern Abbey" by William Wordsworth (read by Tom O'Bedlam)
POEM ~ The World Is Too Much With Us by William Wordsworth poem with text
William Wordsworth - Upon Westminster Bridge - Full Lecture by Dr. Andrew Barker
William Wordsworth.wmv
Wordsworth's Two-Part Prelude
The Rainbow - Poem (illustrated) - by William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth Part 1
Michael - William Wordsworth, Audio Drama
"We Are Seven" by William Wordsworth (read by Tom O'Bedlam)
Understanding "The World is Too Much With Us" by William Wordsworth
"Daffodils" read by Jeremy Irons
The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth - Poetry Reading
Romantic Era: William Wordsworth - Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey (Lecture)
William Wordsworth - 'Ode: Intimations of Immortality'; Timothy West reads the ninth stanza, 2005
Famous Poem ~ Daffodils by William Wordsworth with text
mc nuts - william wordsworth rap
The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth
Daffodils by William Wordsworth (read by Tom O'Bedlam)
A Character by William Wordsworth - Poetry Reading
Professor William Wordsworth Job Interview
Dreamcatchers interview with Docent Ms.Gillian Mary Elizabeth Alban
William Wordsworth - Ode Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood xvid
My Heart Leaps Up - William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth - Documentary (Part 5)
The Romantics - Liberty (BBC Documentary)
rockvideos at - Interview with Salomon's Wrong Choice
Peter Cook as William Wordsworth
Splendor in the Grass (Wordsworth's poem in the final scene)
an-eventful-life.com.au Amanda Ross and William Wordsworth
Richard Armitage reads WESTMINSTER BRIDGE, SEPTEMBER 3, 1802 by William Wordsworth
Amanda Ross riding William Wordsworth - 2013 Melbourne International 3 Day Event
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, a Poem by William Wordsworth, Audiobook
PTMGMC: John Shrapnel reads William Wordsworth
AMANDA ROSS riding WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 334 CIC 2 Star Baxter Boots Lynton Horse Trials 2012
House of William Wordsworth 1770-1850
Daffodils by William Wordsworth read by Will Young
Zoe reads "Daffodils" by William Wordsworth
Ode Intimations Of Immortality from Recollections Of Early Childhood - William Wordsworth
Korean Grandma Children Poetry Interview
Natalie Wood - "Splendor in the Grass"