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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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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
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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Nature Philosophy Wisdom
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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Dance Flower Heart Myself Nature
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
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
Rest and be thankful.
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One Liner Thankful
A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Alone Forever Mindset Sea
Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.
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Death Destroy Memories
The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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Ocean One Liner
The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours.
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Ourselves Power Waste World
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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Face Oneself Soul Word
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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Dance End Shine Stars
Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Greatness Hands Man Wisdom
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
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Best Growth Myself Old Relationship
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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Future Life Past Philosphy Present
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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Divine Woman

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