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Rest and be thankful.

William Wordsworth

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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Flower Freedom
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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Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
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
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
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
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Faith Passionate
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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Eyes Joy Life Power Quiet See
Rest and be thankful.
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One Liner Thankful
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Feeling Poetry Powerful
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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Break Sea Silence Voice
And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Pleasure Stars

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