William Wordsworth Quotes, Flower Quotes, Years Quotes

Since thy return, through days and weeks Of hope that grew by stealth, How many wan and faded cheeks Have kindled into health! The Old, by thee revived, have said, 'Another year is ours;' And wayworn Wanderers, poorly fed, Have smiled upon thy flowers.

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Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach.

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By happy chance we saw A twofold image: on a grassy bank A snow-white ram, and in the crystal flood Another and the same!

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A cheerful life is what the Muses love. A soaring spirit is their prime delight.

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The Eagle, he was lord above

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Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room; And hermits are contented with their cells.

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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.

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Wild is the music of autumnal winds Amongst the faded woods.

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Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring.

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Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.

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A Primrose by a river's brim A yellow primrose was to him And it was something more.

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Here must thou be, O man, Strength to thyself - no helper hast thou here - Here keepest thou thy individual state: No other can divide with thee this work, No secondary hand can intervene To fashion this ability. 'Tis thine, The prime and vital principle is thine In the recesses of thy nature, far From any reach of outward fellowship, Else 'tis not thine at all.

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In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard seat And birds and flowers once more to greet. . . .

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The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this.

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Write to me frequently & the longest letters possible; never mind whether you have facts or no to communicate; fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

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Tis not in battles that from youth we train The Governor who must be wise and good, And temper with the sternness of the brain Thoughts motherly, and meek as womanhood.

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The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, An appetite; a feeling and a love that had no need of a remoter charm by thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.

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Where is it now, the glory and the dream?

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Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place.

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This solitary Tree! a living thing Produced too slowly ever to decay; Of form and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed.

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