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Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.

Bayard Taylor

The glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Glee Ocean Swelling
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
Above Coblentz almost every mountain has a ruin and a legend. One feels everywhere the spirit of the past, and its stirring recollections come back upon the mind with irresistible force.
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Mind Mountain Past
As I toiled up the Mount of Olives, in the very footsteps of Christ, panting with the heat and the difficult ascent, I found it utterly impossible to conceive that the Deity, in human form, had walked there before me.
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Ascent Olives
Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Men Opportunity Wise
The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
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
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of ‘creature comforts,’ a sea-voyage would be delightful.
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Comfort Sea Voyages
Really,’ thought I, ‘we call Baltimore the ‘Monumental City’ for its two marble columns, and here is Edinburg with one at every street-corner!
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Baltimore Cities Two
To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
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Observation People
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
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing

Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.

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