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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.

William Wordsworth

A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
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Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
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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Ourselves Power Waste World
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
All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Blessing Gratitude One Liner
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
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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Comfortable Sea
Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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Creation Independent Intelligence Mathematics World
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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Glory God Heaven Home Ourselves
My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
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Eyes Heart Myself Tears
The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Beautiful Himself Man Mindset Time
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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Heart Herself Love Nature
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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Dance End Shine Stars
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait

The memory of the just survives in Heaven.

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