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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.

William Wordsworth

Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
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
We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
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Beginning Enough Future Joy Ourselves Present
And suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner’s eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.
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Eyes Life Love Reason Simplicity Worry Yourself
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
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Education Philosophy
Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Gift Nature
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
And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Pleasure Stars
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth

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