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35 Cards in this Set

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Late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
The World is Too Much with Us
Wordsworth
Little we see in Nature that is ours,
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The World is Too Much with Us
Wordsworth
The Child is father of the Man;
My Heart Leaps Up
Wordsworth
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
My Heart Leaps Up
Wordsworth
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Wordsworth
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Wordsworth
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Wordsworth
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Wordsworth
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Wordsworth
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
Wordsworth
Water, water, everywhere
And all the boards did shrink;
The Rime of the Acient Mariner
Coleridge
Nor any drop to drink.
The Rime of the Acient Mariner
Coleridge
He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
The Rime of the Acient Mariner
Coleridge
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.
The Rime of the Acient Mariner
Coleridge
Hail to thee blithe spirit!
To a Skylark
Shelley
That from heaven, or near it,
Pourest they full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
To a Skylark
Shelley
We look before and after,
and pine for what is not;
To a Skylark
Shelley
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
To a Skylark
Shelley
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
To a Skylark
Shelley
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Ode to the West Wind
Shelley
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty" -- that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Ode on a Grecian Urn
Keats
The greatest English lyricist
Shelley
Master at expressing emotions
Shelley
Wrote Prometheus Unbound and Adonais
Shelley
Lived rebelliously
Shelley
noble family
Shelley
Oxford... Necessity of Atheism
Shelley
Eloped
Shelley
Humble birth
Keats
Studied medicine
Keats
Influenced by Hunt
Keats
Worshiped beauty
Keats
Unsurpassed use of rich sensual imagery
Keats
"negative capability"
Keats
Could have rivaled Shakespeare
Keats