"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"Not in Utopia, -- subterranean fields, --Or some secreted island, Heaven knows whereBut in the very world, which is the worldOf all of us, -- the place where in the endWe find our happiness, or not at all"
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Source: 'The Prelude' (1850) bk. 11, l. 140
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