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But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.

William Wordsworth

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There is creation in the eye.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
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From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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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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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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