"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will."
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Source: William Wordsworth (1841). “The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.135
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