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I should dread to disfigure the beautiful ideal of the memories of illustrious persons with incongruous features, and to sully the imaginative purity of classical works with gross and trivial recollections.
William Wordsworth
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But who shall parcel out His intellect by geometric rules, Split like a province into round and square?
William Wordsworth
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There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.
William Wordsworth
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There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
William Wordsworth
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Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice; The confidence of reason give, And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live!
William Wordsworth
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The unconquerable pang of despised love.
William Wordsworth
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Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you 'll grow double! Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble?
William Wordsworth
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Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
William Wordsworth
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
William Wordsworth
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A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident tomorrows.
William Wordsworth
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The streams with softest sound are flowing, The grass you almost hear it growing, You hear it now, if e'er you can.
William Wordsworth
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The Primrose for a veil had spread The largest of her upright leaves; And thus for purposes benign, A simple flower deceives.
William Wordsworth
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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.
William Wordsworth
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How is it that you live, and what is it you do?
William Wordsworth
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How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
William Wordsworth
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The oldest man he seemed that ever wore grey hairs.
William Wordsworth
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In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration: - feelings, too, Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth
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We murder to dissect.
William Wordsworth
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To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together... humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
William Wordsworth
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Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.
William Wordsworth
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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.
William Wordsworth
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... and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
William Wordsworth
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Provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke.
William Wordsworth
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For youthful faults ripe virtues shall atone.
William Wordsworth
