From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHType of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
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There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
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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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Rest and be thankful.
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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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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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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A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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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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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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All that we behold is full of blessings.
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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.
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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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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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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.
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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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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Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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A tale in everything.
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Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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