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The thoughts of others were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.

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All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Human Knowledge Precious Service
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
I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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This is for all ill-treated fellows Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they’re in trouble And I am not.
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Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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Dance Drink World
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
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
I think that to transfuse emotion – not to transmit thought but to set up in the reader’s sense a vibration corresponding to what was felt by the writer – is the peculiar function of poetry.
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Emotion Poetry Reader Transmit
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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Beer Dust Eternity Exploit Hurry Inspirational Literature Reality Reveal Sky True
Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.
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Die Drop Fall Sky Stars
White in the moon the long road lies.
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Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
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Effort Myself Time
They carry back bright to the coiner the mintage of man,The lads that will die in their glory and never be old.
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Concur Glory Knowledge Literature Man Masterwork Men P Writing
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World

The thoughts of others were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.

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