Maxioms by William Wordsworth
A cheerful life is what the Muses love,
A soaring spirit is their prime delight.
A cheerful life is what the Muses love,
A soaring spirit is their prime delight.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Faith is a passionate intuition.
Faith is a passionate intuition.
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long read more
I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
