thought past years doth breed Perpetual benediction: indeed worthy ble — William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth

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The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest— Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast.

William Wordsworth

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