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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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Cockermouth
Cumbria
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Poetry is most just to its divine origin, when it administers the comforts and breathes the thoughts of religion.
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Far from the world I walk, and from all care.
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Write to me frequently & the longest letters possible never mind whether you have facts or no to communicate fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
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A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
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Neither evil tongues, rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all the dreary intercourse of daily life, shall ever prevail against us.
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Love betters what is best
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How is it that you live, and what is it you do?
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The best of what we do and are, Just God, forgive!
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The wind, a sightless laborer, whistles at his task.
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Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises.
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I've watched you now a full half-hour Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! Indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless! - not frozen seas More motionless! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again!
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This solitary Tree! a living thing Produced too slowly ever to decay Of form and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed.
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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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But who would force the soul tilts with a straw Against a champion cased in adamant
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O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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No motion has she now, no force she neither hears nor sees rolled around in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees.
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With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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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.
William Wordsworth