Sweet Mercy! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth's bitter leaven Effaced forever.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on forgiveness and the release from earthly struggles and suffering.
In this quote, William Wordsworth expresses the idea that through mercy and forgiveness, one can transcend the struggles and pains of earthly existence. The minstrel symbolizes a soul that, despite past conflicts and sorrows, finds solace and redemption, ultimately leading to a state of peace beyond this life.
In practice
In a speech about personal growth, one might say, 'As Wordsworth wrote, sweet mercy leads us to forgiveness and peace.'
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By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
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Books are yours, Within whose silent chambers treasure lies Preserved from age to age; more precious far Than that accumulated store of gold And orient gems, which, for a day of need, The Sultan hides deep in ancestral tombs. These hoards of truth you can unlock at will.
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Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
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...the air so still it aches like the place where the tooth was on the morning after you’ve been to the dentist or aches like your heart in the bosom when you stand on the street corner waiting for the light to change and happen to recollect how things once were and how they might have been yet if what happened had not happened.
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