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Rest and be thankful.

William Wordsworth

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There is creation in the eye.
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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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Beauty Heart Love See True
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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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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But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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Creation Enemy Herself Imagination Light
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
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
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
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
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
We live by admiration, hope and love.
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Hope Live Love
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
A tale in everything.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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Breathe Heart Yourself
As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Grief Happiness Ourselves

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