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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

William Wordsworth

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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
There is creation in the eye.
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Creation Eyes
Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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Glory Greatness Hard
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Habit Reflection Rule
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
Rest and be thankful.
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One Liner Thankful
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
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Nature Philosophy Wisdom
How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
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Heart Power Reality Simplicity Value
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
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
All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Blessing Gratitude One Liner
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves

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