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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.

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Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.
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Faith Grass Leave Myself Stone Wonder
Earth and high heaven are fixed of old and founded strong.
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Earth Heaven High Strong
I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.
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Animal Definition Myself Poetry
Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.
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Dance Drink World
I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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Afraid Myself Stranger World
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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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
Three minutes thought would suffice to find this out; but thought is irksome and three minutes is a long time.
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Free Funny Humor Ignorance Irksome Object Plan Time
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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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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You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is the lover. ‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
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Death Excellence Friendship Live Lover Myself Smile
Poetry is not the thing said, but the way of saying it.
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Poetry Words Writing
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
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
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.
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Bloom Flower Nature Tree
I find Cambridge an asylum, in every sense of the word.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.

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