The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThe flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
More William Wordsworth Quotes
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We live by admiration, hope and love.
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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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May books and nature be their early joy!
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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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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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Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge – it is as immortal as the heart of man.
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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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And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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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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As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
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A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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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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Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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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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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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A tale in everything.
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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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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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Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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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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