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• The bosom-weight, your stubborn gift, That no philosophy can lift.

  William Wordsworth

  Philosophy, Stubborn, Weight

  William Wordsworth (1837). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: Together with a Description of the Country of the Lakes in the North of England, Now First Published with His Works ...”, p.361

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• Sweet childish days, that were as long, As twenty days are now.

  William Wordsworth

  Sweet, Long, Childhood

  William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth (1815). “Poems”, p.116

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• Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

  William Wordsworth

  Flower, Dancing, Fluttering

  'I wandered lonely as a cloud' (1807).

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• A youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven.

  William Wordsworth

  Heaven, Earth, Youth

  William Wordsworth (1835). “The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Etc”, p.88

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• Free as a bird to settle where I will.

  William Wordsworth

  Bird, Settling

  1799-1805 The Prelude, bk.1, l.1-9 (published 1850).

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• To the solid ground Of nature trusts the Mind that builds for aye.

  William Wordsworth

  Nature, Science, Mind

  "The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth".

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• Heaven lies about us in our infancy.

  William Wordsworth

  Baby, Lying, Heaven

  "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" l. 58 (1807)

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• Society became my glittering bride, And airy hopes my children.

  William Wordsworth

  Hope, Children, Airy

  'The Excursion' (1814) bk. 3, l. 735

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• The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration.

  William Wordsworth

  Time, Quiet, Holy

  "It Is a Beauteous Evening" l. 1 (1807)

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• For nature then to me was all in all.

  William Wordsworth

  Nature

  'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 72

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• Science appears but what in truth she is, Not as our glory and our absolute boast, But as a succedaneum, and a prop To our infirmity.

  William Wordsworth

  Glory, Props, Infirmity

  'The Prelude' (1850) bk. 2, l. 211

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• Hearing often-times the still, sad music of humanity, nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power to chasten and subdue.

  William Wordsworth

  Humanity, Sad Music, Hearing

  'Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey' (1798) l. 88

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• And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy because We have been glad of yore.

  William Wordsworth

  Joy, Faces, Glad

  William Wordsworth (1852). “Complete Poetical Works”, p.402

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• This solitary Tree! a living thing Produced too slowly ever to decay; Of form and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed.

  William Wordsworth

  Tree, Decay, Form

  William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.164

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• The child is father of the man: And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.

  William Wordsworth

  Children, Father, Men

  "My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold" l. 1 (1807). Wordsworth also used the last three lines as the epigraph for his poem "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" (1807). See Milton 43

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• Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays: A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!

  William Wordsworth

  Eye, Play, Feelings

  William Wordsworth (1847). “The Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.172

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• And through the heat of conflict keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.

  William Wordsworth

  Law, Heat, Conflict

  William Wordsworth (1857). “The Earlier Poems of William Wordsworth: Corrected as in the Latest Editions. With Preface, and Notes Showing the Text as it Stood in 1815”, p.323

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• Knowledge and increase of enduring joy
  From the great Nature that exists in works
  Of mighty Poets.

  William Wordsworth

  Wisdom, Book, Poetry

  William Wordsworth (1850). “The Prelude, Or, Growth of a Poet's Mind: An Autobiographical Poem”, p.131, London E. Moxon 1850.

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• A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.

  William Wordsworth

  Kissing, Simple, Simplicity

  'She was a phantom of delight' (1807)

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• The Eagle, he was lord above

  William Wordsworth

  Eagles, Lord

  William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth (1815). “Poems by William Wordsworth: Including Lyrical Ballads, and the Miscellaneous Pieces of the Author”, p.94

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• It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.... They both speak by and to the same organs; the bodies in which both of them are clothed may be said to be of the same substance, their affections are kindred, and almost identical, not necessarily differing even in degree; Poetry sheds no tears "such as Angels weep," but natural and human tears; she can boast of no celestial ichor that distinguishes her vital juices from those of prose; the same human blood circulates through the veins of them both.

  William Wordsworth

  Angel, Blood, Differences

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• Not in Utopia, -- subterranean fields, --Or some secreted island, Heaven knows whereBut in the very world, which is the worldOf all of us, -- the place where in the endWe find our happiness, or not at all

  William Wordsworth

  Islands, Heaven, World

  'The Prelude' (1850) bk. 11, l. 140

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• Look at the fate of summer flowers, which blow at daybreak, droop ere even-song.

  William Wordsworth

  Summer, Song, Flower

  William Wordsworth (1994). “The Collected Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.110, Wordsworth Editions

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• She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.

  William Wordsworth

  Nature, Years, Feels

  'A slumber did my spirit seal' (1800)

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• Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws.

  William Wordsworth

  Life, Peace, Thinking

  "Written in London. September, 1802" l. 11 (1807)

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