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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHDust 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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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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May books and nature be their early joy!
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Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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My heart leaps up when I behold
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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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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
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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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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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Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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