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Dreams, books, are each a world.
William Wordsworth
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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.
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A cheerful life is what the Muses love. A soaring spirit is their prime delight.
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To the solid ground Of nature trusts the Mind that builds for aye.
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There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.
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A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.
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Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns.
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We murder to dissect.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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For mightier far Than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favourite be feeble woman's breast.
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The clouds that gather round the setting sun, Do take a sober colouring from an eye, That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.
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Either still I find Some imperfection in the chosen theme, Or see of absolute accomplishment Much wanting, so much wanting, in myself, That I recoil and droop, and seek repose In listlessness from vain perplexity, Unprofitably travelling towards the grave.
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When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign is solitude.
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The education of circumstances is superior to that of tuition.
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Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire Put on, to welcome spring, their best attire, Poor Robin is yet flowerless but how gay With his red stalks upon this sunny day!
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I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, wherever nature led.
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That mighty orb of song, The divine Milton.
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Oh for a single hour of that Dundee Who on that day the word of onset gave!
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He who feels contempt for any living thing hath faculties that he hath never used, and thought with him is in its infancy.
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Spires whose silent finger points to heaven.
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