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Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

William Wordsworth

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
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
The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Ocean One Liner
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
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Habit Reflection Rule
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
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
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Feeling Poetry Powerful
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
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves
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
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

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