why Wordsworth is Wordsworth.

It's a pity that someone who creates such beauty with ordinary words, and anyone else who produces consecutive lines of supposed rhyme, both fall under the same category of a 'poet'.May be this is where articles come in handy, to make the former "THE POET" and everyone else just "A POET". Amen.

Taste this.

Serene will be our days and bright,
and happy will our nature be,
when Love is an unerring light,
and joy its own security.
-An Ode to Duty.

i amnt even going to attempt articulating the joy i feel, eachtime i read something as simply beautiful as that. Least said, it is almost life-inducing.