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 WORDSWORTHSuffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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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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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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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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But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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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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