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Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
William Wordsworth
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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears.
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Prompt to move but firm to wait - knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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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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Wisdom and Spirit of the universe! Thou soul, that art the eternity of thought, And giv'st to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion.
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True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved.
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From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.
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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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Laying out grounds may be considered a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting.
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A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident tomorrows.
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That kill the bloom before its time, And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair.
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There is a luxury in self-dispraise And inward self-disparagement affords To meditative spleen a grateful feast.
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Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws.
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His love was like the liberal air, embracing all, to cheer and bless.
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He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.
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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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Like an army defeated The snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill The Ploughboy is whooping — anon — anon! There's joy in the mountains: There's life in the fountains Small clouds are sailing, Blue sky prevailing The rain is over and gone.
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Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster child, her inmate man, Forget the glories he hath known And that imperial palace whence he came.
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Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
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And I am happy when I sing.
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Primroses, the Spring may love them Summer knows but little of them.
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