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Poetry
Chaikhana
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About William WordsworthTimeline (1770 - 1850) |
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Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows (from The Prelude, Book 1)
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Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows
Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society. How strange, that all The terrors, pains, and early miseries, Regrets, vexations, lassitudes interfused Within my mind, should e'er have borne a part, And that a needful part, in making up The calm existence that is mine when I Am worthy of myself! Praise to the end!
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