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A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.

William Wordsworth

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
Rest and be thankful.
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One Liner Thankful
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
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
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
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
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
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Habit Reflection Rule
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember
There is creation in the eye.
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Creation Eyes
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
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.
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Ourselves Power Waste World
Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Greatness Hands Man Wisdom
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
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.
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Forget Ourselves Rise Soul
Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
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Action Purpose Theory Thinking
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
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.
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Eyes Life Love Reason Simplicity Worry Yourself
Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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Mindset Strong World
Let Nature be your teacher.
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Nature Teacher Yourself
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
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
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
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
Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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Breathe Expression Knowledge Poetry Science Spirit
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait

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