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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.

Bayard Taylor

We follow and race In shifting chase, Over the boundless ocean-space! Who hath beheld when the race begun? Who shall behold it run?
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Ocean Running Space
By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.
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Rich Wealth Wisdom
Those who would attain to any marked degree of excellence in a chosen pursuit must work, and work hard for it, prince or peasant.
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Excellence Hard Perseverance Work
Life lives only in success.
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Life Live Success
Who thinks, at night, that morn will ever be? Who knows, far out upon the central sea, That anywhere is land? And yet, a shore Has set behind us, and will rise before: A past foretells a future.
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Hope Night Past
Alone each heart must cover up its dead; Alone, through bitter toil, achieve its rest.
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Heart Solitude
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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Home Mountain Perfect
Mock jewelry on a woman is tangible vulgarity.
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Jewelry Tangible Taste
Love is better than Fame.
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Better Fame Love
Pens carry further than rifled cannon.
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Cannons Carry Pens
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
The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.
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Half Repentance Sin
Eccentricity is developed monomania.
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Develop Eccentricity Monomania
Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.
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Earth Rain Sap
The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.
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Dank heavy Steam
To Truth’s house there is a single door, which is experience.
BAYARD TAYLOR

Doors Experience House

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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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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