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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.

William Wordsworth

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
Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Faith Passionate
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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Heaven Home True Wisdom
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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Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness
Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Gift Nature
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
But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
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
Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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Mindset Strong World
My heart leaps up when I behold
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Heart Myself
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
The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
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Fear Feeling Future Healing Himself Love Past Spirit World
In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.
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Hands Ourselves Right Safety
Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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Childhood Liberty Simplicity
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
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
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together. Humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
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Character God Humble Independent Success Togetherness
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Flower Nature
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Greatness Hands Man Wisdom
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
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
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

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