Maxioms by William Wordsworth
O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live.
O joy! that in our embers
Is something that doth live.
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Hail to the crown by Freedom shaped--to gird
An English sovereign's brow! and to the throne
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Hail to the crown by Freedom shaped--to gird
An English sovereign's brow! and to the throne
Whereon he sits! whose deep foundations lie
In veneration and the people's love.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays,
And confident to-morrows.
Small service is true service while it lasts:
Of humblest friends, bright Creature! scorn not one;
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Small service is true service while it lasts:
Of humblest friends, bright Creature! scorn not one;
The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts,
Protects the lingering dew drop from the Sun.
