Maxioms by William Wordsworth
Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
Brook! whose society the poet seeks,
Intent his wasted spirits to renew;
And whom the curious painter read more
Brook! whose society the poet seeks,
Intent his wasted spirits to renew;
And whom the curious painter doth pursue
Through rocky passes, among flowery creeks,
And tracks thee dancing down thy water-breaks.
Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast
False fires, that others may be lost.
Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast
False fires, that others may be lost.
The soft blue sky did never melt
Into his heart; he never felt
The witching of the read more
The soft blue sky did never melt
Into his heart; he never felt
The witching of the soft blue sky!
A cheerful life is what the Muses love,
A soaring spirit is their prime delight.
A cheerful life is what the Muses love,
A soaring spirit is their prime delight.
