Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge – it is as immortal as the heart of man.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHHow 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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In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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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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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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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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A tale in everything.
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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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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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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Love betters what is best.
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