Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHOne daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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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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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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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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True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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We live by admiration, hope and love.
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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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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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What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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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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In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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