William Wordsworth

God’s covenant of love is a fresh joy every time it appears.

William Wordsworth never lost his childhood delight in a rainbow: it was a kind of legacy from his youth to his maturity, from the time when (in his belief) the soul remembers the God who made it more clearly.

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A poem about the blessing of fond memories.

Wordsworth indulges in the comfortable memory of a walk beside Ullswater in the English Lake District, and reflects that to remember happiness is to live it twice.

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