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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHBut thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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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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Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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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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Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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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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Love betters what is best.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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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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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
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Rest and be thankful.
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