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But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed;
Or, like the snow-fall in the river,
A moment white, then melts forever.
----Robert Burns, Tam o' Shanter
... and we shall find
A pleasure in the dimness of the stars.
----William Wordsworth
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Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.
---William Wordsworth
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Sexual intercourse began in nineteen sixty-three (Which was rather late for me) between the end of the Chatterley ban and the Beatles' first LP.
----Philip Larkin
The ice was here, the ice was there,
The ice was all around: 60
It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
Like noises in a swound!
----Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and its fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
----William Wordsworth
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Have I been wrong, to think the breath
That sharpens life is life itself, not death?
---Philip Larkin
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My belly button's caving in, My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained, My 'pendix pains each time it rains. My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
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In sleep I heard the northern gleams;
The stars they were among my dreams;
In sleep did I behold the skies
---William Wordsworth
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For oft, when on my couch I lie in vacant or in pensive mood they flash upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude
----Wordsworth
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
---William Wordsworth
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poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge.
---William Wordsworth