A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable. – William Wordsworth
Father! — to God himself we cannot give a holier name. – William Wordsworth
A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable. – William Wordsworth
Father! — to God himself we cannot give a holier name. – William Wordsworth
The best portion of a good mans life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. – 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