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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

All that we behold is full of blessings.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Blessing Gratitude One Liner
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Habit Reflection Rule
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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Flower Freedom
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
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
Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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Breathe Expression Knowledge Poetry Science Spirit
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Feeling Poetry Powerful
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
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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Rule Strong
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea

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

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