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Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.

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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
Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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Strapped, noosed, nighing his hour, He stood and counted them and cursed his luck; And then the clock collected in the tower Its strength, and struck.
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Collection Count Curse Himself Strength
Here dead lie we because we did not choose to live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; but young men think it is, and we were young.
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Die Hope Irony Lesson Life Lying Memory Shame War Wish
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
The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
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Alone Hatton Lying Midnight Orion Prone Rain Strike Wester
All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
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Human Knowledge Precious Service
I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Choose Rid Words
I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Agree Discuss Fact Feeling One Liner Right Word Wrong
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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Business Chance Luck Motivation One Liner Think Thinking Trouble Young
Poetry is not the thing said, but the way of saying it.
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Poetry Words Writing
Give me a land of boughs in leaf A land of trees that stand; Where trees are fallen there is grief; I love no leafless land.
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Grief Land Love Myself Stand Tree
Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.
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Fire Friend Hollow Light Shoulder
Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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Ability Himself Nature Thinking Writing

Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.

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