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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

The loving are the daring.
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Daring Engagement Love
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True
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.
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Blue Color Tree
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
To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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Doors Experience House
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.
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Hope Night Past
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
In the glory which overhangs Palestine afar off, we imagine emotions which never come, when we tread the soil and walk over the hallowed sites.
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Afar Emotion Soil
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
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Bonfire Poppies Tides
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
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
Love is better than Fame.
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Better Fame Love
The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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Courage Daring Engagement
Labor, you know, is prayer.
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Know Labor Prayer

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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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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