Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
Author: William Wordsworth
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass glory in the flower. We will grieve not rather find strength in what remains behind.
That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass glory in the flower. We will grieve not rather find strength in what remains behind.
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
Getting and spending we lay waste our powers.
Getting and spending we lay waste our powers.
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
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.
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.
Suffering is permanent obscure and dark And shares the nature of infinity.
Suffering is permanent obscure and dark And shares the nature of infinity.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
Come forth into the light of things let nature be your teacher.
Come forth into the light of things let nature be your teacher.
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.
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.
For I have learned to look on nature not as in the hour of thoughtless youth but hearing oftentimes the still sad music of humanity.
For I have learned to look on nature not as in the hour of thoughtless youth but hearing oftentimes the still sad music of humanity.
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony and the deep power of joy we see into the life of things.
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony and the deep power of joy we see into the life of things.