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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.

William Wordsworth

Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
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Gift Nature
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Dance Flower Lonely Myself Tree
How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
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Heart Power Reality Simplicity Value
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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Light Nature Teacher
And I am happy when I sing.
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Happiness Myself Sing
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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Feeling Life Myself
My heart leaps up when I behold
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Heart Myself
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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Eyes Joy Life Power Quiet See
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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Breathe Expression Knowledge Poetry Science Spirit
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Nature Philosophy Wisdom
And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Pleasure Stars
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering

Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.

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