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Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.
Category: Childhood Author: William Wordsworth
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Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
Category: Conformity Author: William Wordsworth
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
Category: Faith Author: William Wordsworth
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'Tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes!
Category: Flowers Author: William Wordsworth
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The poet's darling.
Category: Flowers Author: William Wordsworth
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Category: Flowers Author: William Wordsworth
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Pleasure is spread through the earth
In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
Category: Gifts Author: William Wordsworth
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Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
Category: Golf Author: William Wordsworth
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Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm.
Category: Hmmm Author: William Wordsworth
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The best portion of a good man's life - his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.
Category: Kindness Author: William Wordsworth
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His high endeavors are an inward light
That makes the path before him always bright.
Category: Light Author: William Wordsworth
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...where music dwells
Lingering - and wandering on as loth to die...
Category: Music Author: William Wordsworth
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One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.
Category: Nature Author: William Wordsworth
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A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by
One after one; the sound of rain, and bees
Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas,
Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky -
I've thought of all by turns, and still I lie
Sleepless...
Category: Sleep Author: William Wordsworth
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Even thus last night, and two nights more I lay,
And could not win thee, Sleep, by any stealth:
So do not let me wear to-night away.
Without thee what is all the morning's wealth?
Come, blessed barrier between day and day,
Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health!
Category: Sleep Author: William Wordsworth Source: To Sleep
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A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.
Category: Water Author: William Wordsworth
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Though inland far we be,
Our souls have sight of that immortal sea
Which brought us hither.
Category: Water Author: William Wordsworth Source: Intimations of Immortality
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Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
Category: Wisdom Author: William Wordsworth
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
Category: Writing Author: William Wordsworth
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