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 WORDSWORTHFrom the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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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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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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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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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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My heart leaps up when I behold
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Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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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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True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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