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From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.

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An equal doom clipp’d Time’s blest wings of peace.
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Equality Peace Time Wings
Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
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Health One Liner Sick Vice Virtue
How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!
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Bliss Follow Old Quick
For death betimes is comfort, not dismay, and who can rightly die needs no delay.
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Comfort Death Need Right
Continued work and application form my soul’s nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.
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Application Live Myself Nourishment Soul Work
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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Beginning Doubt End One Liner
Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
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Book Leadership Learning Madness
I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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Myself Pride
Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.
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Cry Grief Heaven Lying
And I live on, but in grief and self-contempt, Left here without the light I loved so much, In a great tempest and with shrouds unkempt.
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Greatness Grief Light Live Love Myself
Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
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Greatness Man Mindset Mistake
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
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Elegant Empty Language Production
It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.
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Born Merit Throne
For virtue only finds eternal Fame.
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Fame Finding Forever Virtue
It may be only glory that we seek here, but I persuade myself that, as long as we remain here, that is right. Another glory awaits us in heaven and he who reaches there will not wish even to think of earthly fame.
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Fame Glory Heaven Myself Seek Thinking
My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.
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Age Chill Draw Feeling Flower Green Myself

From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.

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From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.

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