Love betters what is best

Therefore am I still a lover of the meadows and the woods, and mountains; and of all that we behold from this green earth.

But how can he expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all?

Oft in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.

A lawyer art thou? Draw not nigh! Go, carry to some fitter place The keenness of that practised eye, The hardness of that sallow face.

If the time should ever come when what is now called Science, thus famliarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will lend his divine spirit to the aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced, as a dear and genuine inmate of the household of man.

Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.