More from William Wordsworth

  1. We feel that we are greater than we know.
  2. Lives there a man whose sole delights Are trivial pomp and city noise, Hardening a heart that loathes or slights What every natural heart e…
  3. Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour.
  4. 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 …
  5. What is pride? A whizzing rocket That would emulate a star.
  6. But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things.
  7. And beauty, for confiding youth, Those shocks of passion can prepare That kill the bloom before its time; And blanch, without the owner's c…
  8. True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved.

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