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Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.

Bayard Taylor

And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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Deeds Prayer Virtuous
Eccentricity is developed monomania.
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Develop Eccentricity Monomania
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of ‘creature comforts,’ a sea-voyage would be delightful.
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Comfort Sea Voyages
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
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom

Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.

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