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Thou unassuming Common-place
Of Nature, with that homely face,
And yet with something of a grace,
Which Love makes for thee!
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude.
There littleness was not; the least of things
Seemed infinite; and there his spirit shaped
Her prospects, nor did he believe,—He saw.
The Excursion (1814)
A famous man is Robin Hood,
The English ballad-singer's joy.
Memorials of a Tour in Scotland (1803)
Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel
To self-reproach.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Worldlings revelling in the fields
Of strenuous idleness.
One that would peep and botanize
Upon his mother's grave.
The primal duties shine aloft, like stars:
The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless
Are scattered at the feet of Man, like flowers.
The Excursion (1814)
He could afford to suffer
With those whom he saw suffer.
The Excursion (1814)
A Briton even in love should be
A subject, not a slave!
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Impulses of deeper birth
Have come to him in solitude.
The best of what we do and are,
Just God, forgive!
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
But who, if he be called upon to face
Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined
Great issues, good or bad for human kind,
Is happy as a Lover.
Character of the Happy Warrior (1806)
Where music dwells
Lingering and wandering on as loth to die,
Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof
That they were born for immortality.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
Hunt half a day for a forgotten dream.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
But he is risen, a later star of dawn.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
The bane of all that dread the Devil.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
A brotherhood of venerable trees.
Memorials of a Tour in Scotland (1803)
Wisdom married to immortal verse.
The Excursion (1814)
'T is hers to pluck the amaranthine flower
Of faith, and round the sufferer's temples bind
Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower,
And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)