Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.

Quote by William Wordsworth

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Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected...

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected...

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

But, why, ungrateful, dwell on idle pain?

But, why, ungrateful, dwell on idle pain?

Up! up! my friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double. . .

Up! up! my friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double. . .

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

The child is father of the man.

The child is father of the man.

Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.

Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.

Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great and original, must himself...

Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great and original, must himself...

To begin, begin.

To begin, begin.

Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.

Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.

Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.

Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.

The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of...

The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of...

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead...

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead...

I would stand, If the night blackened with a coming storm, Beneath some rock, listening...

I would stand, If the night blackened with a coming storm, Beneath some rock, listening...

I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in...

I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in...

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my...

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my...

The ocean is a mighty harmonist.

The ocean is a mighty harmonist.

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.

How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free...

How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free...