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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.

William Wordsworth

But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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Creation Enemy Herself Imagination Light
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
We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
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Beginning Enough Future Joy Ourselves Present
What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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Love Teaching
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
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Eyes Heart Myself Tears
Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Greatness Hands Man Wisdom
And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
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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Glory God Heaven Home Ourselves
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
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
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
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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Expression Imagination Power Reality
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea
My heart leaps up when I behold
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Heart Myself

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