Maxioms by William Wordsworth
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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.
Faith is a passionate intuition.
Faith is a passionate intuition.
What is pride? A whizzing rocket that would emulate a star.
What is pride? A whizzing rocket that would emulate a star.
On that best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts
Of kindness and read more
On that best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts
Of kindness and of love.
