Sometimes an hour of Fate’s serenest weather Strikes through our changeful sky its coming beams; Somewhere above us, in elusive ether, Waits the fulfilment of our dearest dreams.
BAYARD TAYLORThe glories of the possible are ours.
More Bayard Taylor Quotes
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The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but it’s unattainable, all the same.
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As I toiled up the Mount of Olives, in the very footsteps of Christ, panting with the heat and the difficult ascent, I found it utterly impossible to conceive that the Deity, in human form, had walked there before me.
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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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Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of ‘creature comforts,’ a sea-voyage would be delightful.
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Labor, you know, is prayer.
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Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.
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Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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The glories of the possible are ours.
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The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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So far as female beauty is concerned, the Circassian women have no superiors. They have preserved in their mountain home the purity of the Grecian models, and still display the perfect physical loveliness, whose type has descended to us in the Venus de Medici.
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Really,’ thought I, ‘we call Baltimore the ‘Monumental City’ for its two marble columns, and here is Edinburg with one at every street-corner!
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An enthusiastic desire of visiting the Old World haunted me from early childhood. I cherished a presentiment, amounting almost to belief, that I should one day behold the scenes, among which my fancy had so long wandered.
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