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And suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner’s eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.

William Wordsworth

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The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Ourselves Power Waste World
Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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Glory Greatness Hard
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Habit Reflection Rule
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Flower Lie Myself Tears
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
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
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Collection Emotion Poetry Tranquility
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Heaven Home True Wisdom
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
There is creation in the eye.
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Creation Eyes
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Alone See Soul

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