"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration: - feelings, too, Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love."
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Source: Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey l. 34 (1798)
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