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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.

Bayard Taylor

The healing of the world is in its nameless saints. Each separate star seems nothing, but a myriad scattered stars break up the night and make it beautiful.
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Beautiful Healing Stars
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
So far as female beauty is concerned, the Circassian women have no superiors. They have preserved in their mountain home the purity of the Grecian models, and still display the perfect physical loveliness, whose type has descended to us in the Venus de Medici.
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Home Mountain Perfect
The loving are the daring.
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Daring Engagement Love
To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
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Observation People
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Rich Wealth Wisdom
And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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Deeds Prayer Virtuous
We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?
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Ocean Running Space
It is an agreeable and yet a painful sense of novelty to stand for the first time in the midst of a people whose language and manners are different from one’s own.
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Different Firsts People
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Bonfire Poppies Tides
Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Men Opportunity Wise
Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,– Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,– Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top.
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Blue Color Tree
Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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Granted Kissing Stolen
The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom
From the desert I come to thee, On a stallion shod with fire; And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire.
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Desire Fire Wind
Fame is what you have taken, / Character’s what you give; / When to this truth you waken, / Then you begin to live.
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Character Giving Taken

And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.

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