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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.

Bayard Taylor

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.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Different Firsts People
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
Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.
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Higher Perfect Song
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Glee Ocean Swelling
Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Men Opportunity Wise
Who thinks, at night, that morn will ever be? Who knows, far out upon the central sea, That anywhere is land? And yet, a shore Has set behind us, and will rise before: A past foretells a future.
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Hope Night Past
But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
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Childhood Children Dream
Although Damascus is considered the oldest city in the world, the date of its foundation going beyond tradition, there are very few relics of antiquity in or near it.
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Cities Foundation World
The glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
The aquilegia sprinkled on the rocks A scarlet rain; the yellow violet Sat in the chariot of its leaves, the phlox Held spikes of purple flame in meadows wet, And all the streams with vernal-scented reed Were fringed, and streaky bellow of miskodeed.
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Color Flame Rain Rocks Sprinkle
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin
Love is better than Fame.
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Better Fame Love
Sometimes an hour of Fate’s serenest weather Strikes through our changeful sky its coming beams; Somewhere above us, in elusive ether, Waits the fulfilment of our dearest dreams.
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Dream Fate Sky
With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!
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Children Dark Spring
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing

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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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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