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And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.

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
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Nature Philosophy Wisdom
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
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
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Mindset Sadness Thinking
The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
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Education Philosophy
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
Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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Mindset Strong World
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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Heaven Home True Wisdom
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
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
But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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Creation Enemy Herself Imagination Light

And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.

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