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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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Cumbria
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Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.
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The silence that is in the starry sky, / The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
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She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be But she is in her grave, and oh The difference to me!
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Babylon, Learned and wise, hath perished utterly, Nor leaves her speech one word to aid the sigh That would lament her.
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A simple child. That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb. What should it know of death?
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We live by admiration, hope and love.
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But who would force the soul tilts with a straw Against a champion cased in adamant
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On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life, Musing in solitude, I oft perceive Fair trains of images before me rise, Accompanied by feelings of delight Pure, or with no unpleasing sadness mixed.
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My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began So is it now I am a man So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
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Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind--But how could I forget thee?
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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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Action is transitory, a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle, this way or that, 'Tis done--And in the after-vacancy, We wonder at ourselves, like men betrayed.
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The earth was all before me. With a heart Joyous, nor scared at its own liberty, I look about and should the chosen guide Be nothing better than a wandering cloud, I cannot miss my way.
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Ten thousand saw I at a glance, tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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