And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
BAYARD TAYLORThe glories of the possible are ours.
More Bayard Taylor Quotes
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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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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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The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but it’s unattainable, all the same.
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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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The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.
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Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.
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London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Melrose is the finest remaining specimen of Gothic architecture in Scotland. Some of the sculptured flowers in the cloister arches are remarkably beautiful and delicate, and the two windows – the south and east oriels – are of a lightness and grace of execution really surprising.
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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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Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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The nearest approach I have ever seen to the symmetry of ancient sculpture was among the Arab tribes of Ethiopia. Our Saxon race can supply the athlete, but not the Apollo.
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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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Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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