Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThe light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
More William Wordsworth Quotes
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
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There is creation in the eye.
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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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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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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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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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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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My heart leaps up when I behold
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And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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