Words/Worth
	
	 
- About this book
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	Narrow bounds
	– Nuns fret not at their convent’s narrow room
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	Critics, be cautious
	– Scorn not the sonnet; critic, you have frowned
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	Leave me alone
	– Calm is all nature as a resting wheel
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	Stars
	– I watch, and long have watched, with calm regret
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	High mountain
	– How clear, how keen, how marvelously bright
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	Wind of September
	– While not a leaf seems faded; while the fields
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	Pleasure in taking pains
	– “There is a pleasure in poetic pains”
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	Youthful Oxford
	– Ye sacred Nurseries of blooming Youth!
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	Parsonage
	– Where holy ground begins, unhallowed ends
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	Hail, Twilight
	– Hail, Twilight, sovereign of one peaceful hour!
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	Tomb
	– Mark the concentred hazels that enclose
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	If home
	– If with old love of you, dear Hills! I share
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	Poetry
	– Though the bold wings of Poesy affect
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	Mounts
	– Pelion and Ossa flourish side by side
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	Asleep
	– A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by
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	Nurse
	– Fond words have oft been spoken to thee, Sleep!
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	Eden River
	– Eden! till now thy beauty had I viewed
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	Joy
	– Surprised by joy impatient as the Wind
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	Here
	– Her only pilot the soft breeze, the boat
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	Women
	– With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh
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	Where
	– Where lies the land to which yon ship must go?
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	Silly children
	– Sole listener, Duddon! to the Breeze that played
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	Here rested
	– What aspect bore the Man who roved or fled
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	Hearty diversion
	– Hail to the fields—with dwellings sprinkled o’er
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	The stepping stones
	– The struggling Rill insensibly is grown
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	Whisper
	– Whence that low voice? A whisper from the heart
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	Gone
	– I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide
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	Brook
	– Brook! whose society the poet seeks
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	Mountain cave
	– Methinks that to some vacant hermitage
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	Thinking
	– There is a little unpretending Rill
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	Went fishing
	– While flowing rivers yield a blameless sport
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	Where to go
	– Oh Friend! I know not which way I must look
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	Too much
	– The world is too much with us; late and soon
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	Milton
	– Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour
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	Greatness
	– Great men have been among us; hands that penned
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	Ideal of freedom
	– It is not to be thought of that the Flood
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	Bulwark
	– When I have borne in memory what has tamed
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	Inland
	– Inland, within a hollow vale, I stood
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	Standoff
	– Vanguard of Liberty, ye men of Kent
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	Two voices
	– Two voices are there; one is of the sea
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	Contests
	– Six thousand veterans practised in war’s game
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	Peace
	– Here, on our native soil, we breathe once more
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	Not passion
	– Not Love, not War, nor the tumultuous swell
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	Toussaint L’Ouverture
	– Toussaint, the most unhappy man of men!
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	Hope
	– When Philoctetes in the Lemnian isle
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	We shall overcome
	– When haughty expectations prostrate lie
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	Soul
	– O’er the wide earth, on mountain and on plain
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	Once
	– Once did She hold the gorgeous east in fee
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	By a lake
	– Clouds, lingering yet, extend in solid bars
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	Fair star
	– Fair Star of evening, Splendour of the west
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	Insurrection
	– As leaves are to the tree whereon they grow
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	Adieu
	– Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grown
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	Thoughts
	– There’s not a nook within this solemn Pass
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	Admonition
	– Well may’st thou halt—and gaze with brightening eye
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	The preserve
	– The forest huge of ancient Caledon
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	Aix-La-Chapelle
	– Was it to disenchant, and to undo
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	When
	– What lovelier home could gentle Fancy choose?
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	Westminster Bridge
	– Earth has not any thing to show more fair
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	Roman artifacts
	– How profitless the relics that we cull
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	Ancient awe
	– A weight of awe, not easy to be borne
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	There
	– “There!” said a Stripling, pointing with meet pride
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	Mary vs. Elizabeth
	– Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed
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	Absolution
	– A point of life between my Parents’ dust
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	Graveyard
	– Part fenced by man, part by a rugged steep
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	Meditation
	– Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes
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	The ceiling
	– Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense
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	Refuge
	– They dreamt not of a perishable home
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	Ceremony
	– Closing the sacred Book which long has fed
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	A constellation
	– As star that shines dependent upon star
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	Wheedling promises
	– Who but is pleased to watch the moon on high
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	Displacement
	– The Shepherd, looking eastward, softly said
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	Lunar comparisons
	– With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb’st the sky
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	Teaching
	– The stars are mansions built by Nature’s hand
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	Lone flower
	– Lone Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they
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	Hark
	– Hark! ’tis the Thrush, undaunted, undeprest
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	Wind
	– I dropped my pen; and listened to the Wind
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	In tune
	– It is a beauteous evening, calm and free
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	Nature calls
	– Not the whole warbling grove in concert heard
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	Doves
	– Near Anio’s stream I spied a gentle Dove
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	Innocence
	– Life with yon Lambs, like day, is just begun
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	I’d rather stay home
	– I am not one who much or oft delight
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	Forget appearances
	– “Yet life,” you say, “is life; we have seen and see”
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	Wings
	– Wings have we—and as far as we can go
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	Sailing
	– Nor can I not believe but that hereby
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	Having it all
	– How sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocks
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	Why so silent?
	– Why art thou silent? Is thy love a plant
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	To Venus
	– Though joy attend Thee orient at the birth
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	So, I’ve picked the flowers
	– Serving no haughty Muse, my hands have here