William Wordsworth — "Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting."
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting.
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"I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills,"
"What we have loved, Others will love, and we will leave behind Powers that will work for them, strong masters there."
"Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society."
"Every great poet is a teacher; I wish to be considered as a teacher, or as nothing."
"My whole life has been a struggle with the world."
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