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Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.

Bayard Taylor

Death is not rare, alas! nor burials few, And soon the grassy coverlet of God Spreads equal green above their ashes pale.
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Ashes Death Green
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.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Hope Night Past
To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Observation People
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
The glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Higher Perfect Song
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.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Blue Color Tree
But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Childhood Children Dream
Labor, you know, is prayer.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Know Labor Prayer
And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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Pain Sea Wind
Eccentricity is developed monomania.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Develop Eccentricity Monomania
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Cannons Carry Pens
He teaches best, Who feels the hearts of all men in his breast, And knows their strength or weakness through his own.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Experience Heart Men
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
The clouds are scudding across the moon, A misty light is on the sea; The wind in the shrouds has a wintry tune, And the foam is flying free.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Clouds Light Moon

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