Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. – William Wordsworth

Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. – William Wordsworth
A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable. – William Wordsworth
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. – William Wordsworth