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The memory of the just survives in Heaven.

William Wordsworth

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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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Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.
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We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
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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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Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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And suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner’s eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.
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True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Till heart with heart in concord beats, and the lover is beloved.
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A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy.
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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.
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Moments Ourselves Silence
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
The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Himself Rise Stars
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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