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Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.

William Wordsworth

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Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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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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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Dust 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.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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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

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