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William Wordsworth

As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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Marriage Mortal Wisdom
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
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
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
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Flower Nature
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
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
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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Heart Herself Love Nature
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
Often in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.
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Feeling Life Myself
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea
And I am happy when I sing.
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Happiness Myself Sing
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Feeling Poetry Powerful
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

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