The best way to avoid a bad action is by doing a good one, for there is no difficulty in the world like that of trying to do nothing.

So dull and dark are the November days. The lazy mist high up the evening curled, And now the morn quite hides in smoke and haze; The place we occupy seems all the world.

Wildness is my suiting scene.

I never saw so sweet a face. As that I stood before. My heart has left it dwelling place ... and can return no more.

I long for scenes where man has never trod;... There to abide with my Creator, God.

I live here among the ignorant like a lost man in fact like one whom the rest seems careless of having anything to do with — they hardly dare talk in my company for fear I shoud mention them in my writings & I find more pleasure in wandering the fields then in mixing among my silent neighbours who are insensible of everything but toiling & talking of it & that to no purpose.

I found the poems in the fields And only wrote them down