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The thing we long for, that we areFor one transcendent moment.
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For though he builds glorious temples, 'tis oddHe leaves never a doorway to get in a god.
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And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days.
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It's 'most enough to make a deacon swear.
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Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof; it is temporary expedient, often wise in party politics, almost sure to be unwise in statesmanship.
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Not failure, but low aim, is crime.
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But John P.Robinson, heSez they did n't know everythin' down in Judee.
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Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way,Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold,First pledge of blithesome May,Which children pluck, and, full of pride uphold.
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Sentiment is intellectualized emotion, - emotion precipitated, as it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.
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Zekle crep' up quite unbeknownAn' peeked in thru' the winder,An there sot Huldy all alone,'ith no one nigh to hender.
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Under the yaller pines I house,When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented,An' hear among their furry boughsThe baskin' west-wind purr contented.
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Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
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Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.
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His heart kep' goin' pity-pat,But hern went pity-Zekle.
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One day with life and heartIs more than time enough to find a world.
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Along A River-Side, I Know Not Where,I walked one night in mystery of dream;A chill creeps curdling yet beneath my hair,To think what chanced me by the pallid gleamOf a moon-wraith that waned through haunted air.
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Ez fer war, I call it murder-There you hev it plain an' flat;I don't want to go no furderThan my Testyment fer that.
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God, give us Peace! not such as lulls to sleep,But sword on thigh and brow with purpose knit!And let our Ship of State to harbor sweep,Her ports all up, her battle lanterns lit,And her leashed thunders gathering for their leap.
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When I was a beggarly boy,And lived in a cellar damp,I had not a friend nor a toy,But I had Aladdin's lamp.
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There is no price set on the lavish summer,And June may be had by the poorest comer.
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A marciful Providunce fashioned us hollerO' purpose thet we might our principles swaller.
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They came three thousand miles, and died,To keep the Past upon its throne;Unheard, beyond the ocean tide,Their English mother made her moan.
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Talent is that which is in a man's power; genius is that in whose power a man is.
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Simple as it seems, it was a great discovery that the key of knowledge could turn both ways, that it could open, as well as lock, the door of power to the many.