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/ page 349 of 1205 /T trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at t beginning if it is to be stopped at all
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Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment. There is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joys or sorrows.
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The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
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The adoration of his heart had been to her only as the perfume of a wild flower, which she had carelessly crushed with her foot in passing.
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Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age.
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The course of my long life hath reached at last in fragile bark over a tempestuous sea the common harbor, where must rendered be account for all the actions of the past.
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Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, act in the living present! Heart within and God overhead.
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There is a Reaper whose name is Death, / And, with his sickle keen, / He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, / And the flowers that grow between.
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The counterfeit and counterpart of nature are reproduced in art.
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The heights by great men reached and kept, were not obtained by sudden flight. But they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night
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Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!
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Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted, If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters returning Back to their springs, like the rain shall fill them full of refreshment That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
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To which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
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Such as the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow!...
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Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
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There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
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In ourselves are triumph and defeat.
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dreamFor the soul is dead that slumbers,and things are not what they seem.Life is real Life is earnestAnd the grave is not its goalDust thou art to dust returnest,Was not spoken of the soul.
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!—...
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The shades of night were falling fast, / As through an Alpine village passed / A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, / A banner with the strange device, / Excelsior!
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