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There is creation in the eye.

William Wordsworth

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The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Ourselves Power Waste World
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Blessing Gratitude One Liner
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
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
Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Gift Nature
Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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Collection Emotion Poetry Tranquility
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
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
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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Marriage Mortal Wisdom
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Dance Flower Lonely Myself Tree
And I am happy when I sing.
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Happiness Myself Sing
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
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Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge – it is as immortal as the heart of man.
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Heart Immortal Knowledge Man Poetry
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
We live by admiration, hope and love.
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Hope Live Love
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.
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Love Teaching
The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Ocean One Liner
The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Heaven Memories Survive
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Dance End Shine Stars
Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Expression Imagination Power Reality

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