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We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.

William Wordsworth

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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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Heart Immortal Knowledge Man Poetry
We live by admiration, hope and love.
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Hope Live Love
Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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Childhood Liberty Simplicity
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
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Flower Nature
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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Heaven Home True Wisdom
A tale in everything.
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One Liner Story
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
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
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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Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
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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Dance Flower Lonely Myself Tree

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