William Wordsworth is the only Lilliputian that slipped under the canvas into Olympus.
William Wordsworth is a stupid man, with a decided gift for portraying nature in vignettes who never ruined anyone's morals. unless, perhaps, he has driven some susceptible persons to crime in a very fury of boredom.
William Wordsworth is the author of dank, limber verses, stuft with lakeside sedges and prop with rotten stakes from rotten hedges.
William Wordsworth is such that he went to the lakes, but he never was a lake poet: He found in stones the sermons he had already hidden there.
William Wordsworth is a man who left a bad impression wherever he visited in town by his egotism, vanity and bigotry.
William Wordsworth is a writer who went to the Lakes, but he never was a lake poet. He found in stones the sermons he had already put there.