“The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune.”
Quote by William Wordsworth
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“The wealth of the soul is the only true wealth.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Lucian (Illustrated)
