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We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?

Bayard Taylor

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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Ascent Olives
The loving are the daring.
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Daring Engagement Love
The nearest approach I have ever seen to the symmetry of ancient sculpture was among the Arab tribes of Ethiopia. Our Saxon race can supply the athlete, but not the Apollo.
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Apollo Athlete Race
Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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Granted Kissing Stolen
The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.
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Poet Process Years
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing
There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!
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Art Desire Success
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Atmosphere Country World
And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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Pain Sea Wind
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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Courage Daring Engagement
Although Damascus is considered the oldest city in the world, the date of its foundation going beyond tradition, there are very few relics of antiquity in or near it.
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Cities Foundation World
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin
Fame is what you have taken, / Character’s what you give; / When to this truth you waken, / Then you begin to live.
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Character Giving Taken
Death is not rare, alas! nor burials few, And soon the grassy coverlet of God Spreads equal green above their ashes pale.
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Ashes Death Green

We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?

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