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Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.

William Wordsworth

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My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Eyes Heart Myself Tears
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Forget Ourselves Rise Soul
Love betters what is best.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Best Love One Liner
Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Breathe Expression Knowledge Poetry Science Spirit
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Darkness Nature Suffering
My heart leaps up when I behold
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Heart Myself
There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Break Comfortable Endurance Heart Love Strength
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Glory Happiness
A tale in everything.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

One Liner Story
And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Fear Feeling Future Healing Himself Love Past Spirit World
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Heaven Home True Wisdom
All that we behold is full of blessings.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Blessing Gratitude One Liner
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness

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