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The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

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But if you ever come to a road where danger; Or guilt or anguish or shame’s to share. Be good to the lad who loves you true, And the soul that was born to die for you; And whistle and I’ll be there.
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Born Dangerous Death Guilty Myself Road Shame Share Soul
All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Human Knowledge Precious Service
The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and man decree Laws for themselves and not for me.
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Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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Believe Greatness Hope Loyal Lying Soul Today Worship Yesterday
When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Sleep Time
The mortal sickness of a mind too unhappy to be kind.
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Happiness Happy Joy Mind Satisfy Soul
Some men are more interesting than their books but my book is more interesting than its man.
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Book Interesting Man Men
Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under blanching mays, For she and I were long acquainted And I knew all her ways.
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Action Field Long Play Tune
Poetry is not the thing said, but the way of saying it.
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Poetry Words Writing
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
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Animal Definition Myself Poetry
The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.
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Good religious poetry… is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.
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With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipped maiden And many a lightfoot lad.
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Friendship Heart Maidan
And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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Cheer Doubt Ear Emotion Fear Scare Silence Sound Stop Worse
Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover; Breath’s aware that will not keep. Up, lad: when the journey’s over then there’ll be time enough to sleep.
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When the journey’s over/There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Enough Journey Limit Order Rich Sleep Struggle Success Time

The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

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The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

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