There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!
BAYARD TAYLORFrom 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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The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but it’s unattainable, all the same.
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By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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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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Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,– Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,– Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top.
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And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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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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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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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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But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
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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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Eccentricity is developed monomania.
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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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Love is better than Fame.
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To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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