A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHOur 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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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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Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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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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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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There is creation in the eye.
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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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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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Let Nature be your teacher.
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.
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Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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Rest and be thankful.
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Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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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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From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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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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