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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

And rest, that strengthens unto virtuous deeds, Is one with Prayer.
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Deeds Prayer Virtuous
The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart’s-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet’s journal, writ in fire and tears… Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years.
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Blood Fire Heart
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
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Bonfire Poppies Tides
Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of ‘creature comforts,’ a sea-voyage would be delightful.
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Comfort Sea Voyages
To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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Doors Experience House
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
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
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
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin
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
Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Men Opportunity Wise
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Atmosphere Country World
The 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.
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Apollo Athlete Race
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Humility Love Pride True

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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