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About this business of being a gentleman: I paid so heavily for the fourteen years of my gentleman’s education that I feel entitled, now and then, to get some sort of return.

Robert Graves

New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return.
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Beginning Hide Love Return
Children born of fairy stock Never need for shirt or frock, Never want for food or fire, Always get their heart’s desire.
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Affection Believe Children Emotion Fire
The sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother, And every song-bird shout awhile for her; But we are gifted, even in November Rawest of seasons, with so huge a sense Of Her nakedly worn magnificence We forget cruelty and past betrayal, Heedless of where the next bright bolt may fall.
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Affection Betrayal Child Children Family Feeling God Husband Mother Motherhood Sacrifice Song Soul
But give thanks, at least, that you still have Frost’s poems; and when you feel the need of solitude, retreat to the companionship of moon, water, hills and trees. Retreat, he reminds us, should not be confused with escape. And take these poems along for good luck!
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Accept Art Chance Confused Control Fate Good Luck Lucky Moon Sad Soul
Marriage, like money, is still with us; and, like money, progressively devalued.
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Easy Family Funny Life Marriage Precious Time Together Trust Witty World
The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the art of flying straight.
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Art Beautiful Butterfly Effect Impress Impressive Refuge Result Saying Stills Truth White Widely
No poem is worth anything unless it starts from a poetic trance, out of which you can be wakened by interruption as from a dream. In fact, it is the same thing.
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Beautiful Dream Effect Fact Impressive Noble Poet Poetic Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
A well-chosen anthology is a complete dispensary of medicine for the more common mental disorders, and may be used as much for prevention as cure.
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Cure Dispensary Medicine Mental Prevention
There is no such thing as good writing, only good rewriting.
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Goodness Poet Writing
I made no more protests. What was the use of struggling against fate.
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Fate Myself Protest Struggle
She told me that all the girls in Annezin prayed every night for the war to end and for the English to go away as soon as their money was spent. She said that the clause about the money was always repeated in case God should miss it.
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Action Blow Bow Champion Discuss Girl Night Reward Tide War Wind Won
There’s a cool web of language winds us in, Retreat from too much joy or too much fear: We grow sea-green at last and coldly die In brininess and volubility.
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Change Flashback Happy Joy Life Moment Movement Sea Summer Weather Wind
For words of rapture groping, they”Never such love,” swore “ever before was!”
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Difficult Literature Torture Word
Never use the word ‘audience.’ The very idea of a public, unless the poet is writing for money, seems wrong to me. Poets don’t have an ‘audience’. They’re talking to a single person all the time.
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Blow Bow Champion Hobby Idea Reading Reward Talk Tide Wind Won Writing
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire’s own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by.
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Bird Daughter Emotion Father Forget Life Memories Sing
Prose books are the show dogs I breed and sell to support my cat.
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Animal Aware Bird Book Breed Cat Children Dog Fact Kid Knowledge Universal

About this business of being a gentleman: I paid so heavily for the fourteen years of my gentleman’s education that I feel entitled, now and then, to get some sort of return.

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