Departed suns their trails of splendor drew Across departed summers: whispers came From voices, long ago resolved again Into the primeval Silence, and we twain, Ghosts of our present selves, yet still the same, As in a spectral mirror wandered there.
BAYARD TAYLORAnd rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
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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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Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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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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Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
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The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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He teaches best, Who feels the hearts of all men in his breast, And knows their strength or weakness through his own.
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Peace the offspring is of Power.
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To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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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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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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The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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