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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.

William Wordsworth

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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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Comfortable Light Perfection Spirit Woman
From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Body Fear Guilty Oneself
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
And we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
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Pleasure Stars
Let Nature be your teacher.
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Nature Teacher Yourself
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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Eyes Heart Myself Tears
Rest and be thankful.
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One Liner Thankful
True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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Beauty Heart Love See True
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Mindset Sadness Thinking
That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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Eyes Solitude
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Nature Philosophy Wisdom
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
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
Love betters what is best.
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Best Love One Liner
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
A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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Rule Strong

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