The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThe ocean is a mighty harmonist.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHMay books and nature be their early joy!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHHabit rules the unreflecting herd.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHType of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHDust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHGreat men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHBut trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHFrom the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHA few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHBut who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHA perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHHow many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHWe live by admiration, hope and love.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHHe spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHOur 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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHAs high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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