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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.

William Wordsworth

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
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
The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Ocean One Liner
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace 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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Born Flower Joy Thinking
Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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Collection Emotion Poetry Tranquility
Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Gift Nature
And suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner’s eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.
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Eyes Life Love Reason Simplicity Worry Yourself
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
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
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
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Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember

Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.

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