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I saw the tracks of angels in the earth: the beauty of heaven walking by itself on the world.

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The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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Effort Greatness Myself
There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
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Agreement Burden Light Pen Poet
I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.
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Death Desire Finding Myself Ready
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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Beginning Doubt End One Liner
Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive.
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Alive Book Friendship Heart Relationship Warm
Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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Cure Disgust Mother
And men go about to wonder at the heights of the mountains, and the mighty waves of the sea, and the wide sweep of rivers, and the circuit of the ocean, and the revolution of the stars, but themselves they consider not.
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Height Man Mountain Revolution Stars Wonder
Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
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Beautiful Life Pain
I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
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Human Mourn Progress Weakness
Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
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Book Leadership Learning Madness
Hope is incredible to the slave of grief.
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Grief Hope Incredible Slave
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
All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.
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Dreaming Pass Pleasure World
Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Enemy Greatness Himself Man
Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
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Death Grudge Hands Himself
And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
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Music Myself Tears Touch

I saw the tracks of angels in the earth: the beauty of heaven walking by itself on the world.

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