Maxioms by William Wordsworth
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
Methought I say the footsteps of a throne.
- William Wordsworth,
Methought I say the footsteps of a throne.
- William Wordsworth,
Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
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Sad fancies do we then affect,
In luxury of disrespect
To our own prodigal excess
Of too familiar happiness.
Like--but oh! how different!
Like--but oh! how different!
