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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.

William Wordsworth

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
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
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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Rule Strong
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
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
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
The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Beautiful Himself Man Mindset Time
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
We live by admiration, hope and love.
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Hope Live Love
But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
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Glory God Heaven Home Ourselves
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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Collection Emotion Poetry Tranquility
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. 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
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
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Break Comfortable Endurance Heart Love Strength

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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