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

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

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...

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out.

What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out.

A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force...

A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force...

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

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

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless...

For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless...

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.

The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay...

The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay...

To begin, begin.

To begin, begin.

To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too...

To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too...

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil...

One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil...

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not...

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not...

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...

Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking...

Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking...

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

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