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To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.

Bayard Taylor

Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
Peace the offspring is of Power.
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Offspring Peace
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
The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.
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Courage Daring Engagement
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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Mirror Mirrors Self Summer Wander
The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but it’s unattainable, all the same.
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Aim Perfection Unattainable
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Bonfire Poppies Tides
It is an agreeable and yet a painful sense of novelty to stand for the first time in the midst of a people whose language and manners are different from one’s own.
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Different Firsts People
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin
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
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
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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Ashes Death Green
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
The glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
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

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