Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
BAYARD TAYLORAbove Coblentz almost every mountain has a ruin and a legend. One feels everywhere the spirit of the past, and its stirring recollections come back upon the mind with irresistible force.
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The clouds are scudding across the moon, A misty light is on the sea; The wind in the shrouds has a wintry tune, And the foam is flying free.
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Peace the offspring is of Power.
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The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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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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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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The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.
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Labor, you know, is prayer.
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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 lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart’s-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet’s journal, writ in fire and tears… Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years.
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Melrose is the finest remaining specimen of Gothic architecture in Scotland. Some of the sculptured flowers in the cloister arches are remarkably beautiful and delicate, and the two windows – the south and east oriels – are of a lightness and grace of execution really surprising.
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Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.
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I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
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