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The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.

Bayard Taylor

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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Baltimore Cities Two
Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.
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Fire Ignorance Learning
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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Cannons Carry Pens
The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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Annoying Fool Wells
Peace the offspring is of Power.
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Offspring Peace
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
Eccentricity is developed monomania.
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Develop Eccentricity Monomania
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Glee Ocean Swelling
Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.
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Higher Perfect Song
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
As I toiled up the Mount of Olives, in the very footsteps of Christ, panting with the heat and the difficult ascent, I found it utterly impossible to conceive that the Deity, in human form, had walked there before me.
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Ascent Olives
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
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
Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Men Opportunity Wise
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
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.
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Mind Mountain Past
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing
Labor, you know, is prayer.
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Know Labor Prayer
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True
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
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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Deeds Prayer Virtuous
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
Love is better than Fame.
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Better Fame Love
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
He teaches best, Who feels the hearts of all men in his breast, And knows their strength or weakness through his own.
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Experience Heart Men
The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom

The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one, In the slow process of the doubtful years.

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