William Wordsworth

From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.

From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.

There's something in a flying horse,
There's something in a huge balloon.

There's something in a flying horse,
There's something in a huge balloon.

Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.

Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.

He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.

He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.

One great society alone on earth: the noble living and the noble dead.

One great society alone on earth: the noble living and the noble dead.