William Wordsworth Quotes

Love betters what is best

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Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be? It is the generous spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought: Whose high endeavors are an inward light That makes the path before him always bright: Who, with a natural instinct to discern What knowledge can perform, is diligent to learn; And in himself posses his own desire

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Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice;Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,Frozen by distance.

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The clouds that gather round the setting sun, Do take a sober colouring from an eye, That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.

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Like an army defeated the snow hath retreated.

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A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.

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Our meddling intellect Misshapes the beauteous forms of things We murder to dissect

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Bliss it was in that dawn to be alive But to be young was very heaven.

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I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified; We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.

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Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.

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Faith is a passionate intuition.

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Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose type of things through all degrees.

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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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When his veering gait And every motion of his starry train Seem governed by a strain Of music, audible to him alone.

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The moving accident is not my trade; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts: 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.

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The good die first, and they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, burn to the socket.

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The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind.

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'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes!

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Oh, blank confusion! true epitome Of what the mighty City is herself, To thousands upon thousands of her sons, Living amid the same perpetual whirl Of trivial objects, melted and reduced To one identity.

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One of those heavenly days that cannot die.

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