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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!

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
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
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Dance Flower Lonely Myself Tree
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
And I am happy when I sing.
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Happiness Myself Sing
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
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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Forget Forgetfulness Glory Naked Ourselves
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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Marriage Mortal Wisdom
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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Rule Strong
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Nature Philosophy Wisdom
There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
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Break Comfortable Endurance Heart Love Strength
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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Alone See Soul
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
Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
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Action Purpose Theory Thinking

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