How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHBy all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
More William Wordsworth Quotes
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The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Love betters what is best.
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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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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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Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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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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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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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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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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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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Often in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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