Take this kiss upon the brow And, in parting from you now,Thus much let me avow--You are not wrong who deemThat my days have been a dreamYet if hope has flown awayIn a night, or in a day,In a vision, or in none,Is it therefore the less goneAll that we see or seemIs but a dream within a dream.
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My pipe is out, my glass is dry; My fire is almost ashes too; But once again, before you go, And I prepare to meet the New; Old Year! a parting word that's true, For we've been comrades, you and I-- I thank God for each day of you; There! bless you now! Old Year, good-bye!
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I never joined the army because at ease was never that easy to me. Seemed rather uptight still. I don't relax by parting my legs slightly and putting my hands behind my back. That does not equal ease. At ease was not being in the military. I am at ease, bro, because I am not in the military.
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So, in the infinitely nobler battle in which you are engaged against error and wrong, if ever repulsed or stricken down, may you always be solaced and cheered by the exulting cry of triumph over some abuse in Church or State, some vice or folly in society, some false opinion or cruelty or guilt which you have overcome! And I beseech you to treasure up in your hearts these my parting words: Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.
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There are confessable agonies, sufferings of which one can positively be proud. Of bereavement, of parting, of the sense of sin and the fear of death the poets have eloquently spoken. They command the world's sympathy. But there are also discreditable anguishes, no less excruciating than the others, but of which the sufferer dare not, cannot speak. The anguish of thwarted desire, for example.
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Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
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'The world stands at a parting of the ways and those who suffer know this with deeply anxious hearts. One way leads to destruction. It is the way of the tolerance of cruelty, if not the active engagement in it. It is the way of hunting for sport, the way of vivisection, the way of killing for self-adornment, the way of killing animals for food, the way of making slaves of animals without thought for their happiness and well-being. This is the way the world has been treading.'
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Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.
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Good night, good night parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman,scorned, slighted, dismissed without a parting pang.
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Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need to know of hell
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'It is never good dwelling on good-byes,' she said. 'It is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.'
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The sacred lamp of day Now dipt in western clouds his parting day.
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My life closed twice before its close- It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell.
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The path was a vague parting in the grass That led us to a weathered windowsill....
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There's a little vanity chair that Charlie gave me the first Christmas we knew each other. I'll not be parting with that, nor our bed-the four-poster-I'll be needing that to die in.
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Though thou loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Tho' her parting dims the day, Stealing grace from all alive, Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive.
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People are far more sincere and good-humored at speeding their parting guests than on meeting them.
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Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
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Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.
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Parting is such sweet sorrow.
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Neither by night's ancient fear, The parting of hat from hair,...
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In parting I would just like to say... Never pet a flaming dog...
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There is not so much comfort in having children as there is sorrow in parting with them.
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In every parting there is an image of death.
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Parting is such sweet sorrow
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