Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, Hid in this silent, dull retreat, Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, Unseen thy little branches greet; ...No roving foot shall crush thee here, ...No busy hand provoke a tear. By Nature's self in white arrayed, She bade thee shun the vulgar eye, And planted here the gaurdian shade, And sent soft waters murmuring by; ...Thus quietly thy summer goes, ...Thy days declinging to repose. Smit with those charms, that must decay, I grieve to see your future doom; They died--nor were those flowers more gay, The flowers that did in Eden bloom; ...Unpitying frosts, and Autumn's power ...Shall leave no vestige of this flower. From morning suns and evenign dews At first thy little being came: If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; ...The space between, is but an hour, ...The frail duration of a flower.
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Oft have I mused, but now at length I find, Why those that die, men say they do depart.
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My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange, one for the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven.
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And the waves sing because they are moving. And the waves sing above a cemetery of waters.
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Courage is no good: It means not scaring others. Being brave...
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My mother, who hates thunderstorms, Holds up each summer day and shakes It out suspiciously, lest swarms Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there....
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The ingredients of health and long life, are great temperance, open air, easy labor, and little care.
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Books; china; a life Reprehensibly perfect.
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Life is an immobile, locked, Three-handed struggle between...
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Endlessly, time-honoured irritant, A bubble is restively forming at your tip....
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But words came halting forth, wanting Inventions stayInvention, Natures child, fled step-dame Studys blows...Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite,Fool, said my Muse to me look in thy heart and write.
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In fact, may you be dull If that is what a skilled,...
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For nations vague as weed, For nomads among stones,...
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Living toys are something novel, But it soon wears off somehow....
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Let my whispering voice obtain Sweet reward for sharpest pain;
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... everyone young going down the long slide To happiness, endlessly.
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In forming a judgment, lay your hearts void of foretaken opinions; else, whatsoever is done or said, will be measured by a wrong rule; like them who have jaundice, to whom everything appears yellow.
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... a unique endeavour To bring to bloom the million-petalled flower Of being here.
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To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.
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Then farewell, world; thy uttermost I see; Eternal Love, maintain thy life in me.
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Sixty years ago they smiled At lover, husband, first-born child....
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Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork and drive the brute off?
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The only disadvantage of an honest heart is credulity.
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Fearfulness, contrary to all other vices, maketh a man think the better of another, the worse of himself.
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Half life is over now, And I meet full face on dark mornings...
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Surely, to think the lion's share Of happiness is found by couples sheer...
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A slight relax of air. All is not dead.
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And yet spend all our life on imprecisions, That when we start to die Have no idea why.
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A decent chap, a real good sort, Straight as a die, one of the best,...
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Joy has no cause: Though cut to pieces with a knife,...
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