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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.

William Wordsworth

Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods.
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Born Flower Joy Thinking
May books and nature be their early joy!
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Book Joy Nature
And I am happy when I sing.
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Happiness Myself Sing
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
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Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society.
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Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness
By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
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Alone See Soul
There is creation in the eye.
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Creation Eyes
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
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Forget Ourselves Rise Soul
He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
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Fear Feeling Future Healing Himself Love Past Spirit World
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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Marriage Mortal Wisdom
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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Heaven Home True Wisdom
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner

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