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Hate is a fear, and fear is rot That cankers root and fruit alike, Fight cleanly then, hate not, fear not, Strike with no madness when you strike.

Robert Graves

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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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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Beginning Hide Love Return
Children born of fairy stock Never need for shirt or frock, Never want for food or fire, Always get their heart’s desire.
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Affection Believe Children Emotion Fire
Every fairy child may keep Two strong ponies and ten sheep; All have houses, each his own, Built of brick or granite stone; They live on cherries, they run wild I’d love to be a Fairy’s child.
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Attack Bells Children Consequence Foam History Humanity Kingdom Rule Running Sanity Slave Strong
No honest theologian therefore can deny that his acceptance of Jesus as Christ logically binds every Christian to a belief in reincarnation – in Elias case (who was later John the Baptist) at least.
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Acceptance Belief Himself Honesty Logic
The award of a pure gold medal for poetry would flatter the recipient unduly: no poem ever attains such carat purity.
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Award Blow Bow Champion Gold Hobby Idea Reading Reward Talk Tide Wind Won Writing
The remarkable thing about Shakespeare is that he really is very good, in spite of all the people who say he is very good.
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Goodness Himself Literature Remark
The gift of independence once granted cannot be lightly taken away again.
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I was last in Rome in AD 540 when it was full of Goths and their heavy horses. It has changed a great deal since then.
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Animal Deal Greatness heavy Myself Past Time
Nine-tenths of English poetic literature is the result either of vulgar careerism or of a poet trying to keep his hand in. Most poets are dead by their late twenties.
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Beautiful Hand Impress Impressive Noble Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Try
Myths are seldom simple, and never irresponsible.
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Poetry is no more a narcotic than a stimulant; it is a universal bittersweet mixture for all possible household emergencies and its action varies accordingly as it is taken in a wineglass or a tablespoon, inhaled, gargled or rubbed on the chest by hard fingers covered with rings.
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Emergency Mixture Narcotic Poetry Ring Universal
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
Though philosophers like to define poetry as irrational fancy, for us it is practical, humorous, reasonable way of being ourselves.
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Beautiful Effect Fancy Humorous Impress Impressive Noble Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
Love is a universal migraine. A bright stain on the vision, Blotting out reason.
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Being True Certitude Charm Inspiration Love Luck Motivation One Liner Reason Sports True Vision
If I were a young man With my bones full of marrow, Oh, if I were a bold young man Straight as an arrow, I’d store up no virtue For Heaven’s distant plain, I’d live at ease as I did please And sin once again.
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