I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more.” — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“I listen'd, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The real romantics are the boring ones - they let another heart bore a hole deep into theirs. — Ann Voskamp Copy Share Image
