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

William Wordsworth

But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
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Glory God Heaven Home Ourselves
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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Break Sea Silence Voice
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Mindset Sadness Thinking
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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Born Flower Joy Thinking
A tale in everything.
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One Liner Story
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
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
True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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Beauty Heart Love See True
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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Forget Forgetfulness Glory Naked Ourselves
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
My heart leaps up when I behold
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Heart Myself
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
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
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
Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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Childhood Liberty Simplicity
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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Expression Imagination Power Reality
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
Let Nature be your teacher.
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Nature Teacher Yourself
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
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Feeling Poetry Powerful
Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society.
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Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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Heart Herself Love Nature

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

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