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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.

Bayard Taylor

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
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
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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Cannons Carry Pens
To learn by observation is traveling, people must also bring knowledge with them.
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Observation People
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Rich Wealth Wisdom
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Glee Ocean Swelling
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
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
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True
The loving are the daring.
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Daring Engagement Love
Although Damascus is considered the oldest city in the world, the date of its foundation going beyond tradition, there are very few relics of antiquity in or near it.
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Cities Foundation World
The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.
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Annoying Fool Wells
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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Desire Fire Wind
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 maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but it’s unattainable, all the same.
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Aim Perfection Unattainable
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin

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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