Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHImagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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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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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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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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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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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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As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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We live by admiration, hope and love.
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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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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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Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
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True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods.
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Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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