"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"Whether we be young or old,Our destiny, our being's heart and home,Is with infinitude, and only there;With hope it is, hope that can never die,Effort and expectation, and desire,And something evermore about to be."
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Source: William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.507
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