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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

William Wordsworth

As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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Marriage Mortal Wisdom
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
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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Dance End Shine Stars
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea
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
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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Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
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
The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Beautiful Himself Man Mindset Time
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Mindset Sadness Thinking
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
Let Nature be your teacher.
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Nature Teacher Yourself
My heart leaps up when I behold
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Heart Myself
Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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Glory Greatness Hard
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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Ourselves Power Waste World

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

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