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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 Taylor

The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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Courage Daring Engagement
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
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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Ocean Running Space
Those who would attain to any marked degree of excellence in a chosen pursuit must work, and work hard for it, prince or peasant.
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Excellence Hard Perseverance Work
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Glee Ocean Swelling
Above Coblentz almost every mountain has a ruin and a legend. One feels everywhere the spirit of the past, and its stirring recollections come back upon the mind with irresistible force.
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Mind Mountain Past
Labor, you know, is prayer.
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Know Labor Prayer
Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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Granted Kissing Stolen
The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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Annoying Fool Wells
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
Eccentricity is developed monomania.
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Develop Eccentricity Monomania
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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Cannons Carry Pens
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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Moon Night Stars
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Atmosphere Country World

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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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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