"When his veering gait And every motion of his starry train Seem governed by a strain Of music, audible to him alone."
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"To be a Prodigal's favourite,-then, worse truth, A Miser's pensioner,-behold our lot!"
"The streams with softest sound are flowing, The grass you almost hear it growing, You hear it now, if e'er you can."
"Thou has left behind Powers that will work for thee,-air, earth, and skies! There 's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee; thou hast great allies; Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind."
"Provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke."
"Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground?"
"Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze, A visitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure sky. Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come To none more grateful than to me; escaped From the vast city, where I long had pined A discontented sojourner: now free, Free as a bird to settle where I will."
"May books and nature be their early joy!"
"A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy."
"Neither evil tongues, rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all the dreary intercourse of daily life, shall ever prevail against us."
"To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together... humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self."
"What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how."
"We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind."
"Pansies, lilies, kingcups, daisies, Let them live upon their praises."
"One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can."
"The world is too much with us; late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours."
"'Tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes!"
"Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!"
"But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation."
"Wisdom married to immortal verse."