Born in April 7, 1770 / Died in April 23, 1850 / United Kingdom / English
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present to live better in the future.
Lost in a gloom of uninspired research.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close upon the growing boy.
Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.
To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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