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We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.

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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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Fence Halt Happiness Happy Joy Mind Satisfy Soul
There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then ’twas the Roman, now ’tis I.
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To justify God’s ways to man.
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God Justification Man One Liner Way
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
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Animal Definition Myself Poetry
Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Ears Earth Silence Worst
We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.
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Believe Darkness Earth Greatness Hope Loyal Peace Soul Today Worship Yesterday
I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
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Act Experience Memory Morning Poetry Skin Teaching
When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Sleep Time
I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World
Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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Drink Fellow Hurt
Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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Dance Drink World
Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
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Eyes Face Fear Lost Love Myself Sight
All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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Knot Lover Sever Tie Untrue
Great literature should do some good to the reader: must quicken his perception though dull, and sharpen his discrimination though blunt, and mellow the rawness of his personal opinions.
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Knowledge Literature Low Mad Opinion Perception Personal Stupid Thinking

We now to peace and darkness And earth and thee restore Thy creature that thou madest And wilt cast forth no more.

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