black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

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.

William Wordsworth

Related Topics

Eyes Heart Myself Tears

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

May books and nature be their early joy!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Book Joy Nature
Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Childhood Liberty Simplicity
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Moments Ourselves Silence
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Breathe Heart Yourself
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Forget Ourselves Rise Soul
There is creation in the eye.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Creation Eyes
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Divine Grace Nature
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Dance Flower Lonely Myself Tree
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Eyes Heart Myself Tears
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Alone Forever Mindset Sea
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Fear Feeling Future Healing Himself Love Past Spirit World
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Heart Herself Love Nature
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Flower Nature
There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Break Comfortable Endurance Heart Love Strength
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Forget Forgetfulness Glory Naked Ourselves
Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Creation Independent Intelligence Mathematics World

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes