William Wordsworth

There's something in a flying horse,
There's something in a huge balloon.

There's something in a flying horse,
There's something in a huge balloon.

I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds
With coldness still returning;
Alas! the gratitude of men
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I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds
With coldness still returning;
Alas! the gratitude of men
Hath often left me mourning.

Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.

Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.

Like--but oh! how different!

Like--but oh! how different!

That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.

That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.