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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

With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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Eyes Joy Life Power Quiet See
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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Breathe Heart Yourself
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
All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Blessing Gratitude One Liner
The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
There is creation in the eye.
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Creation Eyes
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
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Alone See 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
A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Famous Joy Man Singer
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
May books and nature be their early joy!
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Book Joy Nature
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
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
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
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Beginning Enough Future Joy Ourselves Present
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Dance Flower Lonely Myself Tree
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
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
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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Heart Herself Love Nature
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Flower Nature

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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