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“Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither.”

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William Wordsworth was an English Romantic poet, born on April 7, 1770, in Cockermouth, and died on April 23, 1850. His poetry is renowned for its depiction of natural landscapes and profound expression of personal emotions and inner world. more

“I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side. By our own spirits we are deified; We Poets in our youth begin in gladness, But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.”

Soul Ends Joy Spirit Sides Boys Youth Poet Pride Mountain Glory Madness Following Gladness Marvellous Despondency

Author:William Wordsworth

“By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.”

Looks Mean Soul Sometimes Knowledge Dare Chests Up And Down Thyself Salute

Author:William Wordsworth

“By the apostle Paul, shadows tonight Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers.”

Soul Thousand Ten Shadow Soldier Terror Substance Tonight Apostles Apostle Paul

Author:William Shakespeare

“GLOUCESTER: I do not know that Englishman alive With whom my soul is any jot at odds, More than the infant that is born to-night: I thank my God for my humility.”

Knows Soul Night Born Alive Humility My Soul Odds Infant Englishmen Gloucester

Book:King Richard III (Sparklesoup Classics)

Source: King Richard III (Sparklesoup Classics)

“Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.”

Art Soul Fire Tears Mines Bounds Bliss Wheels Affliction

Author:William Shakespeare

“Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.”

Wells Soul Saved

Book:Othello: Revised Edition

Source: Othello: Revised Edition

“How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins. Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.”

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