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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.

William Wordsworth

May books and nature be their early joy!
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Book Joy Nature
The light that never was, on sea or land; The consecration, and the Poet’s dream.
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Dream Light Poet Sea
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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Glory God Heaven Home Ourselves
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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Mindset Strong World
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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Alone See Soul
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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Feeling Life Myself
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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Comfortable Sea
The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
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Education Philosophy
The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods.
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Born Flower Joy Thinking
A tale in everything.
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One Liner Story
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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Body Fear Guilty Oneself
Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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Expression Imagination Power Reality
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 ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Ocean One Liner
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word

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