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.
BAYARD TAYLORThe 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.
More Bayard Taylor Quotes
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Really,’ thought I, ‘we call Baltimore the ‘Monumental City’ for its two marble columns, and here is Edinburg with one at every street-corner!
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And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Death is not rare, alas! nor burials few, And soon the grassy coverlet of God Spreads equal green above their ashes pale.
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Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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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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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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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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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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The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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The glories of the possible are ours.
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Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.
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