We have within ourselves Enough to fill the present day with joy, And overspread the future years with hope.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
More William Wordsworth Quotes
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Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
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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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How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
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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.
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Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.
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May books and nature be their early joy!
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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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Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society.
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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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The education of circumstances is superior to that of intuition.
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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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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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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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