Full twenty times was Peter feared, For once that Peter was respected.
William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Source: Peter Bell. Part i. Stanza 3.
Contributed by: Zaady
The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an angel's wing.
Source: Part iii. v. Walton's Book of Lives.
Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach.
Source: The Old Cumberland Beggar.
Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays: A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!
Source: The Triad.
The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.
The bane of all that dread the Devil.
Source: The Idiot Boy.
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on, Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
Source: The Borderers. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
Source: To a Young Lady. Dear Child of Nature.
Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life.
Source: Lines completed a few miles above Tintern Abbey.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident to-morrows.
Source: The Excursion. Book vii.
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