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 WORDSWORTHLet Nature be your teacher.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Love betters what is best.
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There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
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From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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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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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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My heart leaps up when I behold
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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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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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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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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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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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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
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One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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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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The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
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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.
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