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Happier of happy though I be, like them I cannot take possession of the sky, mount with a thoughtless impulse, and wheel there, one of a mighty multitude whose way and motion is a harmony and dance magnificent.
William Wordsworth
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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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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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Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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