I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
BAYARD TAYLORLove’s humility is love’s true pride.
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It is an agreeable and yet a painful sense of novelty to stand for the first time in the midst of a people whose language and manners are different from one’s own.
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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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But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
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And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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With 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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Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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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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By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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He teaches best, Who feels the hearts of all men in his breast, And knows their strength or weakness through his own.
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Those who would attain to any marked degree of excellence in a chosen pursuit must work, and work hard for it, prince or peasant.
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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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Labor, you know, is prayer.
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The glories of the possible are ours.
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Who thinks, at night, that morn will ever be? Who knows, far out upon the central sea, That anywhere is land? And yet, a shore Has set behind us, and will rise before: A past foretells a future.
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Love is better than Fame.
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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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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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The aquilegia sprinkled on the rocks A scarlet rain; the yellow violet Sat in the chariot of its leaves, the phlox Held spikes of purple flame in meadows wet, And all the streams with vernal-scented reed Were fringed, and streaky bellow of miskodeed.
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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?
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And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
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The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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The loving are the daring.
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