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/ page 91 of 1205 /She had a womanly instinct that clothes possess an influence more powerful over many than the worth of character or the magic of manners.
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So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.
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Progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beasts': God is, they are, Man partly is and wholly hopes to be
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Let us not always say / `Spite of this flesh today / I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!' / As the bird wings and sings,/ Let us cry `All good things / Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul.'
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Philosophers, for the most part, are constitutionally timid, and dislike the unexpected. Few of them would be genuinely happy as pirates or burglars. Accordingly they invent systems which make the future calculable, at least in its main outlines
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Or, my scrofulous French novel / On grey paper with blunt type! / Simply glance at it, you grovel / Hand and foot in Belial's gripe.
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My business is not to remake myself, But make the absolute best of what God made.
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Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith,
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Good strong thick stupefying incense-smoke!
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When he first started, it was all just natural talent. Now we have him sprinting, he's strengthening his legs, and I think he is going to reach 6-8 soon.
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My business is not to remake myself, but to make the absolute best of what God made.
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Nationalism is a silly cock crowing on his own dunghill.
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The summer day is closed - the sun is set: Well they have done their office, those bright hours, The latest of whose train goes softly out In the red west. The green blade of the ground Has risen, and herds have cropped it; the young twig Has spread its plaited tissues to the sun; Flowers of the garden and the waste have blown And withered; seeds have fallen upon the soil, From bursting cells, and in their graves await Their resurrection. Insects from the pools Have filled the air awhile with humming wings, That now are still for ever; painted moths Have wandered the blue sky, and died again
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So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
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The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit
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The praise of those who sleep in earth,The pleasant memory of their worth,The hope to meet when life is past,Shall heal the tortured mind at last.
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Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.
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The stormy March has come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies.
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Gaze on them, till the tears shall dim thy sight, But keep that earlier, wilder image bright.
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There's freedom at thy gates and rest For Earth's downtrodden and oppressed,
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