And the most difficult of tasks to keep Heights which the soul is competent to gain.
William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Source: The Excursion. Book iv.
Contributed by: Zaady
And when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory images and precious thoughts That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed.
Source: The Excursion. Book vii.
To the solid ground Of Nature trusts the mind that builds for aye.
Source: A Volant Tribe of Bards on Earth.
As if the man had fixed his face, In many a solitary place, Against the wind and open sky!
Source: Peter Bell. Part i. Stanza 26. 3
That inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude.
Source: I wandered lonely.
That mighty orb of song, The divine Milton.
Source: The Excursion. Book i.
Scorn not the sonnet. Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart.
Source: Scorn not the Sonnet.
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain That has been, and may be again.
Source: The Solitary Reaper.
So build we up the being that we are.
Sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.
Source: Lines completed a few miles above Tintern Abbey.
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