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New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.

Robert Graves

Faults in English prose derive not so much from lack of knowledge, intelligence or art as from lack of thought, patience or goodwill.
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Always Art Fault Faults Gem God Goodwill Granted Heart Intelligent Knowledge Power Pure Soul Success True
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean, The track aches only when the rain reminds. The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood, The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm. The blinded man sees with his ears and hands As much or more than once with both his eyes.
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Change Eye Flashback Happy Life Men Moment Movement Rain Summer Weather
Love at first sight’some say misnaming Discovery of twinned helplessness Against the huge tug of procreation. But friendship at first sight? This also Catches fiercely at the surprised heart So that the cheek blanches then blushes.
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Crowd Desire Discovery Fire Goal Heart Hide Life Rise Sight Street Want Won
Profession, Condition, Poet, Wide, Beautiful, Impressive, Poetry, Effect, Saying, Result, Impress
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Beautiful Break Condition Effect English Grammar Impressive Poet Poetry Profession Result Saying Wide
The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the art of flying straight.
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Kill if you must, but never hate: Man is but grass and hate is blight, The sun will scorch you soon or late, Die wholesome then, since you must fight
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Culture Dream Fight Hate Light Machine Men Passion Root Vision
When I’m killed, don’t think of me Buried there in Cambrin Wood, Nor as in Zion think of me With the Intolerable Good. And there’s one thing that I know well, I’m damned if I’ll be damned to Hell!
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Goodness Hell Kill Myself Thinking Tolerance
Prose books are the show dogs I breed and sell to support my cat.
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Book Breed Cat Dog
As was the custom in such cases, the pear tree was charged with murder and sentenced to be uprooted and burned.
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Crowd Desire Fire Goal Heart Hide Life Murder Pear Rise Street Tree Want Won
New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.
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Beginnings Cut Garden Happiness Interest Knowledge Mature Men New Spring Strawberry Summer Wise
She told me that all the girls in Annezin prayed every night for the war to end and for the English to go away as soon as their money was spent. She said that the clause about the money was always repeated in case God should miss it.
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Action Blow Bow Champion Discuss Girl Night Reward Tide War Wind Won
Marriage, like money, is still with us; and, like money, progressively devalued.
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Easy Family Funny Life Marriage Precious Time Together Trust Witty World
No poem is worth anything unless it starts from a poetic trance, out of which you can be wakened by interruption as from a dream. In fact, it is the same thing.
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Beautiful Dream Effect Fact Impressive Noble Poet Poetic Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
As was the custom in such cases, the pear tree was charged with murder and sentenced to be uprooted and burned.
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Burn Case Custom Murder
For I now realize that what overcame me that evening was a sudden awareness of the power of intuition, the supra-logic that cuts out all routine processes of thought and leaps straight from problem to answer.
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Aware Cutting Day Habitual Intuition Overcome Power Routine
Love at first sight’some say misnaming Discovery of twinned helplessness Against the huge tug of procreation. But friendship at first sight? This also Catches fiercely at the surprised heart So that the cheek blanches then blushes.
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Crowd Desire Discovery Fire Goal Heart Hide Life Rise Sight Street Want Won

New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.

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