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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.

William Wordsworth

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And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
Often in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Feeling Life Myself
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Light Nature Teacher
One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
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Flower Oneself Worth
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Death Destroy Memories
Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Heaven Home True Wisdom
Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Breathe Expression Knowledge Poetry Science Spirit
Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Creation Independent Intelligence Mathematics World
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Eyes Joy Life Power Quiet See
True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Beauty Heart Love See True
But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Divine Grace Nature
And I am happy when I sing.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Happiness Myself Sing
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember

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