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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.

Bayard Taylor

By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Rich Wealth Wisdom
There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!
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Art Desire Success
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.
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Mirror Mirrors Self Summer Wander
The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart’s-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet’s journal, writ in fire and tears… Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years.
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Blood Fire Heart
I know I am–that simplest bliss The millions of my brothers miss. I know the fortune to be born, Even to the meanest wretch they scorn.
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Bliss Brother Missing
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True
So far as female beauty is concerned, the Circassian women have no superiors. They have preserved in their mountain home the purity of the Grecian models, and still display the perfect physical loveliness, whose type has descended to us in the Venus de Medici.
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Home Mountain Perfect
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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Annoying Fool Wells
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing
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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Beautiful Flower Scotland
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
And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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Pain Sea Wind
The glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.
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Poet Process Years
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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Apollo Athlete Race

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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