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Any heart turned God ward feels more joy In one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raised By all the feasts of earth since its foundation.
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Could I love less, I should be happier now.
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Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which are around of the Divinity.
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The sun, centre and sire of light, The keystone of the world-built arch of heaven.
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It is no great misfortune to oblige ungrateful people, but an unsupportable one to be forced to be under an obligation to a scoundrel.
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Stars which stand as thick as dewdrops on the field of heaven.
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Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow.
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Night comes, world-jewelled, . . . The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon, Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.
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The most common-place people become highly imaginative when they are in a passion. Whole dramas of insult, injury, and wrong pass before their minds,--efforts of creative genius, for there is sometimes not a fact to go upon.
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What are ye orbs? The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?
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Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.
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The value of a thought cannot be told.
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Be cheerful and grateful for the good that you have: do not brood over fond hopes unrealized until a chain is fastened on each thought and wound around the heart. Nature intended you to be the fountain-spring of cheerfulness and social life, and not the mountain of despair and melancholy.
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He hath no power that hath not power to use.
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The truth is perilous never to the true, Nor knowledge to the wise; and to the fool, And to the false, error and truth alike, Error is worse than ignorance.
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Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; How brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell, Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men Lie deep in cities as in drifts.
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All are of the race of God, and have in themselves good.
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Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.
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True faith nor biddeth nor abideth form, The bended knee, the eye uplift; is all Which men need render; all which God can bear. What to the faith are forms? A passing speck, A crow upon the sky.
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The measure of civilization in a people is to be found in its just appreciation of the wrongfulness of war.
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See the sun! God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens.
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Most terrors are but spectral illusions. Only have the courage of the man who could walk up to his spectre seated in the chair before him, and sit down upon it; the horrid thing will not partake the chair with you.
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Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.
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Love spends his all, and still hath store.