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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.

William Wordsworth

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Love betters what is best.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Best Love One Liner
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
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Forget Ourselves Rise Soul
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
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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Fear Feeling Future Healing Himself Love Past Spirit World
All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Blessing Gratitude One Liner
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Pleasure Stars
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
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
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Darkness Nature Suffering
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness
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
We live by admiration, hope and love.
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Hope Live Love
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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Heart Herself Love Nature

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