To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHHabit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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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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A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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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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And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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My heart leaps up when I behold
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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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Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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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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Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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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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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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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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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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