Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will […]
Habit rules the unreflecting herd. William Wordsworth
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected […]
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her. William Wordsworth
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free […]
How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to […]
That best portion of a man’s life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and […]
Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least. William Wordsworth