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Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.
- The Excursion (bk. III, l. 232) [Wisdom]
Wrongs unredressed, or insults unavenged.
- The Excursion (bk. III, l. 377) [Wrong]
And to tired limbs and over-busy thoughts,
Inviting sleep and soft forgetfulness.
- The Excursion (bk. IV) [Sleep]
There is a luxury in self-dispraise;
And inward self-disparagement affords
To meditative spleen a grateful feast.
- The Excursion (bk. IV) [Self-examination]
Rapaciously we gathered flowery spoils
From land and water; lilies of each hue,--
Golden and white, that float upon the waves,
And court the wind.
- The Excursion (bk. IX, l. 540)
And often, glad no more,
We wear a face of joy, because
We have been glad of yore.
- The Fountain [Joy]
My eyes are dim with childish tears,
My heart is idly stirred,
For the same sound is in my ears
Which in those days I heard.
- The Fountain [Sound]
Thus fares it still in our decay,
And yet the wiser mind
Mourns less for what age takes away
Than what it leaves behind.
- The Fountain (st. 9) [Age]
Hail to thee, far above the rest
In joy of voice and pinion!
Thou, linnet! in thy green array,
Presiding spirit here to-day,
Dost lead the revels of the May;
And this is thy dominion.
- The Green Linnet [Linnets]
The streams with softest sound flowing,
The grass you almost hear it growing,
You hear it now, if e'er you can.
- The Idiot Boy (st. 57) [Nature]
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
- The Idiot Boy (st. 67) [Devil]
A remnant of uneasy light.
- The Matron of Jedborough, and Her Husband
And he is oft the wisest man
Who is not wise at all.
- The Oak and the Broom [Wisdom]
Men who can hear the Decalogue and fell
- The Old Cumberland Beggar (l. 136)
As in the eye of Nature he has lived,
So in the eye of Nature let him die!
- The Old Cumberland Beggar (last lines)
Drink, pretty creature, drink!
- The Pet Lamb [Drinking]
The marble index of a mind forever
Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone.
- The Prelude (bk. III) [Sculpture]
Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,
But to be young was very Heaven!
- The Prelude (bk. XI) [Youth]
One great society along on earth:
The noble Living and the noble Dead.
- The Prelude (bk. XI) [Society]
Art thou the bird whom Man loves best,
The pious bird with the scarlet breast,
Our little English Robin;
The bird that comes about our doors
When autumn winds are sobbing?
- The Redbreast Chasing the Butterfly
There bloomed the strawberry of the wilderness;
The trembling eyebright showed her sapphire blue,
The thyme her purple, like the blush of Even;
And if the breath of some to no caress
Invited, forth they peeped so fair to view,
All kinds alike seemed favourites of Heaven.
- The River Duddon--Flowers (VI) [Flowers]
To be a Prodigal's favourite,--then worse truth,
A Miser's Pensioner,--behold our lot!
- The Small Celandine [Destiny]
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago.
- The Solitary Reaper [Past]
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been and may be again.
- The Solitary Reaper [Sorrow]
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.
- The Solitary Reaper [Music]
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