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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

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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Beautiful Healing Stars
The glories of the possible are ours.
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Future Glory
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
Labor, you know, is prayer.
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Know Labor Prayer
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
The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom
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
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
Love is better than Fame.
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Better Fame Love
Departed suns their trails of splendor drew Across departed summers: whispers came From voices, long ago resolved again Into the primeval Silence, and we twain, Ghosts of our present selves, yet still the same, As in a spectral mirror wandered there.
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Mirror Mirrors Self Summer Wander
Women are not apt to be won by the charms of verse.
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Charm Verses Wooing
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
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
I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
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Love Old Shall You
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
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

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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