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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.

William Wordsworth

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May books and nature be their early joy!
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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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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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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
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Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
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Flower Freedom
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
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Comfortable Sea
All that we behold is full of blessings.
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Blessing Gratitude One Liner
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.
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Forget Forgetfulness Glory Naked Ourselves
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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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

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