Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
BAYARD TAYLORWith rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!
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Departed suns their trails of splendor drew Across departed summers: whispers came From voices, long ago resolved again Into the primeval Silence, and we twain, Ghosts of our present selves, yet still the same, As in a spectral mirror wandered there.
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The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Voluptuous bloom and fragrance rare The summer to its rose may bring; Far sweeter to the wooing air The hidden violet of spring. Still, still that lovely ghost appears, Too fair, too pure, to bid depart; No riper love of later years Can steal its beauty from the heart.
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But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
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In the glory which overhangs Palestine afar off, we imagine emotions which never come, when we tread the soil and walk over the hallowed sites.
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I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
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To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
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By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,– Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,– Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top.
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The loving are the daring.
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Peace the offspring is of Power.
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And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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