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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.

William Wordsworth

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
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Mindset Sadness Thinking
We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
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Beginning Enough Future Joy Ourselves Present
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Flower Nature
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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Action Purpose Theory Thinking
Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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Childhood Liberty Simplicity
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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Breathe Heart Yourself
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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Love Teaching
He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
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Fear Feeling Future Healing Himself Love Past Spirit World
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
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
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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Eyes Joy Life Power Quiet See

One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.

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