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Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

William Wordsworth

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
And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Pleasure Stars
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
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Comfortable Sea
And I am happy when I sing.
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Happiness Myself Sing
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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Heart Herself Love Nature
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
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Nature Philosophy Wisdom
How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
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Heart Power Reality Simplicity Value
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together. Humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
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Character God Humble Independent Success Togetherness
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
Often in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.
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Feeling Life Myself
True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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Beauty Heart Love See True
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
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

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