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

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Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.

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Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will.

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The childhood of today is the manhood of tomorrow

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Prompt to move but firm to wait - knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.

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Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire Put on, to welcome spring, their best attire, Poor Robin is yet flowerless; but how gay With his red stalks upon this sunny day!

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Huge and mighty forms that do not live like living men, moved slowly through the mind by day and were trouble to my dreams.

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The child is father of the man: And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.

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In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs-in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed, the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time.

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Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.

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The first cuckoo's melancholy cry.

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We bow our heads before Thee, and we laud, And magnify thy name Almighty God! But man is thy most awful instrument, In working out a pure intent.

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

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She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.

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Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn

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And mighty poets in their misery dead.

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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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All men feel a habitual gratitude, and something of an honorable bigotry, for the objects which have long continued to please them.

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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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