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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!

William Wordsworth

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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
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
The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
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Education Philosophy
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
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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Collection Emotion Poetry Tranquility
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
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Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Gift Nature
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea

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