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Expectation is contentment - Gain satiety.
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MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!
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A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is To meet an antique book In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take, And warming in our own, A passage back, or two, to make To times when he was young. His quaint opinions to inspect, His knowledge to unfold On what concerns our mutual mind, The literature of old.
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My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in June - and in it are my friends - every one of them.
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The vastest earthly Day Is shrunken small By one Defaulting Face Behind a Pall.
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The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.
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The Soul unto itself Is an imperial friend, - Or the most agonizing Spy - An Enemy - could send -
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To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie— True Poems flee—
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For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
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Drunkards of summer are quite as frequent as Drunkards of wine.
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I am nobody! Who are you? Are you a nobody, too?
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To shut your eyes is to travel.
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The brain is wider than the sky, For, put them side by side, The one the other will include With ease, and you beside.
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The Service without Hope Is tenderest, I think-- ... There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until
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That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.
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Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.
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To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I They may take the trifle Termed mortality!
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A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
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I think Heaven will not be as good as earth, unless it bring with it that sweet power to remember, which is the staple of Heaven here.
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We must be careful what we say. No bird resumes its egg.
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I am going to learn to make bread tomorrow. So if you may imagine me with my sleeves rolled up, mixing flour, milk, saleratus, etc., with a deal of grace. I advise you if you dont know how to make the staff of life to learn with dispatch.
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Beauty is just a light switch away...'click!' Beauty is not caused. It is.
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September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets - Crows - and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming - An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher.
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Safe Despair it is that raves- Agony is frugal. Puts itself severe away For its own perusal.