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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!

Bayard Taylor

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 glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
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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Color Flame Rain Rocks Sprinkle
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Bonfire Poppies Tides
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
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Atmosphere Country World
The loving are the daring.
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Daring Engagement Love
Voluptuous bloom and fragrance rare The summer to its rose may bring; Far sweeter to the wooing air The hidden violet of spring. Still, still that lovely ghost appears, Too fair, too pure, to bid depart; No riper love of later years Can steal its beauty from the heart.
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Love Spring Summer
The clouds are scudding across the moon, A misty light is on the sea; The wind in the shrouds has a wintry tune, And the foam is flying free.
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Clouds Light Moon
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
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
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
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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Children Dark Spring
An enthusiastic desire of visiting the Old World haunted me from early childhood. I cherished a presentiment, amounting almost to belief, that I should one day behold the scenes, among which my fancy had so long wandered.
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Childhood Desire Long
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True

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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