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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

Peace the offspring is of Power.
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Offspring Peace
The stream from Wisdom’s well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
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Streams Wells Wisdom
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy’s bonfire spread.
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Bonfire Poppies Tides
London has the advantage of one of the most gloomy atmospheres in the world.
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Atmosphere Country World
Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Men Opportunity Wise
To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
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Doors Experience House
The aquilegia sprinkled on the rocks A scarlet rain; the yellow violet Sat in the chariot of its leaves, the phlox Held spikes of purple flame in meadows wet, And all the streams with vernal-scented reed Were fringed, and streaky bellow of miskodeed.
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Color Flame Rain Rocks Sprinkle
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Rich Wealth Wisdom
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
Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Glee Ocean Swelling
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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Blue Color Tree
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
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
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 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
Love’s humility is love’s true pride.
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Humility Love Pride True

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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