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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.

William Wordsworth

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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in the countenance of all Science.
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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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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
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Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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Wisdom married to immortal verse.
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My heart leaps up when I behold
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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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But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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There is creation in the eye.
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Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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May books and nature be their early joy!
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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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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Forget Ourselves Rise Soul
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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