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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.
William Wordsworth
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William Wordsworth
Age: 80 †
Born: 1770
Born: April 7
Died: 1850
Died: April 23
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The eye— it cannot choose but see we cannot bid the ear be still our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our will.
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My apprehension comes in crowds, I dread the rustling of the grass, The very shadows of the clouds, Have power to shake me as they pass, I question things and do not find, one that will answer to my mind, And all the world appears unkind.
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A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.
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A soul so pitiably forlorn, If such do on this earth abide, May season apathy with scorn, May turn indifference to pride And still be not unblest- compared With him who grovels, self-debarred From all that lies within the scope Of holy faith and christian hope Or, shipwrecked, kindles on the coast False fires, that others may be lost.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars.
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But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!.
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His love was like the liberal air, embracing all, to cheer and bless.
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Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
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But who is innocent? By grace divine, Not otherwise,O Nature! we are thine.
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Nor will I then thy modest grace forget, Chaste Snow-drop, venturous harbinger of Spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years!
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Like an army defeated the snow hath retreated.
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