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There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!

Bayard Taylor

Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
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
Peace the offspring is of Power.
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Offspring Peace
Sweeter than the stolen kiss Are the granted kisses
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Granted Kissing Stolen
But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
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Moon Night Stars
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
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Atmosphere Country World
To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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Doors Experience House
Love is better than Fame.
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Better Fame Love
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
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin
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
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
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

There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!

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There may come a day Which crowns Desire with gift, and Art with truth, And Love with bliss, and Life with wiser youth!

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