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Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.

William Wordsworth

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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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Habit Reflection Rule
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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Rule Strong
And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
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Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
May books and nature be their early joy!
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Book Joy Nature
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
Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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Rare Wait
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Beautiful Himself Man Mindset Time
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
There is creation in the eye.
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Creation Eyes
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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Forget Forgetfulness Glory Naked Ourselves

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