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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!

William Wordsworth

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Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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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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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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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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Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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May books and nature be their early joy!
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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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And I am happy when I sing.
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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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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How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
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