Meanest Flowers Give Thoughts, Do Lie Too Deep

Ah, Double Dub (William Wordsworth), your meanest words simply refuse to leave the sound track in my brain.

Thanks, for the end of his Big Ol' Ode and shit:

"Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears."

(Though, I can't escape the unintended but inescapable pun of imagining a bunch of 'mean' little thug-like flowers harassing other flowers.)