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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils
----by William Wordsworth
Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
---Pablo Neruda
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Cast a cold eye
on life, on death
Horseman pass by
---W.E. Yeats
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Any fool can fight a winning battle, but it needs character to fight a losing one, and that should inspire us; which reminds me that I dreamed the other night that I was being hanged, but was the life and soul of the party.
----William Butler Yeats
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Pluck thou my flower, Oothoon the mild; Another flower shall spring, because the soul of sweet delight Can never pass away.
----William Blake, The Book of Thel
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To long a sacrifice can make a stone of a heart
---William Butler Yeats
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One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the same day as we do ourselves.
----Philip Larkin
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All things that love the sun are out of doors;
The sky rejoices in the morning's birth;
The grass is bright with rain-drops;—on the moors
The hare is running races in her mirth;
And with her feet she from the plashy earth
Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun,
Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
----William Wordsworth
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Does the imagination dwell the most
Upon a woman won or a woman lost?
---William Butler Yeats
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I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not love.
---W.B. Yeats
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The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.
---William Blake
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Wine enters through the mouth,
Love, the eyes.
I raise the glass to my mouth,
I look at you,
I sigh.
William Butler Yeats
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Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness/ Which is the swiftest of all things: all were eternal torment.
---William Blake
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Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
---William Blake
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But to go to school in a summer morn,
O! It drives all joy away;
Under a cruel eye outworn,
The little ones spend the day
In sighing and dismay.
----William Blake
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The naked woman’s body is a portion of eternity too great for the eye of man.
---William Blake
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To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
----William Blake
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What is now proved was once only imagined.
---William Blake
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What though the radiance that was once so bright, be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
---William Wordsworth
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