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In that sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease and, of its joy secure, The heart luxuriates with indifferent things, Wasting its kindliness on stocks and stones, And on the vacant air.

William Wordsworth

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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
Lyricist
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Cockermouth
Cumbria
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Joy
Mood
Pleasure
Secure
Kindliness
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Vacant
Heart
Stones
Stocks
Things
Loves
Wasting
Air
Tribute
Sweet
Indifferent
Pay
Ease

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