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The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.

Bayard Taylor

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 stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom
To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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Doors Experience House
Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of ‘creature comforts,’ a sea-voyage would be delightful.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Comfort Sea Voyages
Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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Granted Kissing Stolen
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Rich Wealth Wisdom
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
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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Cannons Carry Pens
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.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Mind Mountain Past
Labor, you know, is prayer.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Know Labor Prayer
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.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Love Spring Summer
I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
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Love Old Shall You
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
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 bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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Courage Daring Engagement
Those who would attain to any marked degree of excellence in a chosen pursuit must work, and work hard for it, prince or peasant.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Excellence Hard Perseverance Work

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