Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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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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Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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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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Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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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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But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
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The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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