“ What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an openwoodfire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out of that piece of applewood? Those are the ghosts of the robins and bluebirds that sang upon the bough when it was in blossom last Spring. In Summer whole flocks of them come fluttering about the fruittrees under the window: so I have singing birds all the year round. ”
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“ What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Stardust, or seafoam, flower or winged air. ”
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“ Upon the cunning loom of thought We weave our fancies, so and so. ”
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“ To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent — that is to triumph over old age. ”
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“ Great thoughts in crude, unshapely verse set forth lose half their preciousness, and ever must, unless the diamond with its own rich dust be cut and polished, it seems little worth. ”
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“ O Liberty, white Goddess! is it well to leave the gates unguarded? On thy breast fold Sorrow's children, soothe the hurts of Fate, lift the down-trodden, but with hand of steel stay those who to thy sacred portals come to waste the gifts of Freedom. ”
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“ I like not lady-slippers, Not yet the sweet-pea blossoms, Not yet the flaky roses, Red or white as snow; I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies, That in our garden grow. ”
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“ Have you not heard the poets tell How came the dainty Baby Bell Into this world of ours? ”
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“ What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air. ”
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“ Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into peach blossoms. ”
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“ Night is a stealthy, evil Raven, Wrapt to the eyes in his black wings. ”
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“ What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air. ”
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“ What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air. ”
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“ The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born. ”
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“ I like to have a thing suggested rather than told in full. When every detail is given, the mind rests satisfied, and the imagination loses the desire to use its own wings. ”
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“ We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed The white of their leaves, the amber grain Shrunk in the wind, — and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain. ”
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“ I like to have a thing suggested rather than told in full. When every detail is given, the mind rests satisfied, and the imagination loses the desire to use its own wings. ”
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“ O Liberty, white Goddess! is it well to leave the gates unguarded? On thy breast fold Sorrow's children, soothe the hurts of Fate, lift the down-trodden, but with hand of steel stay those who to thy sacred portals come to waste the gifts of Freedom. ”
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“ To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent - that is to triumph over old age. ”
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“ These Winter nights against my window-pane Nature with busy pencil draws designs Of ferns and blossoms and fine spray of pines, Oak-leaf and acorn and fantastic vines, Which she will make when summer comes again — Quaint arabesques in argent, flat and cold, Like curious Chinese etchings. ”
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“ We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed The white of their leaves, the amber grain Shrunk in the wind, — and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain. ”
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“ These Winter nights against my window-pane Nature with busy pencil draws designs Of ferns and blossoms and fine spray of pines, Oak-leaf and acorn and fantastic vines, Which she will make when summer comes again — Quaint arabesques in argent, flat and cold, Like curious Chinese etchings. ”
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“ Books that have become classics — books that have had their day and now get more praise than perusal — always remind me of retired colonels and majors and captains who, having reached the age limit, find themselves retired on half pay. ”
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“ Civilization is the lamb's skin in which barbarism masquerades. ”
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“ The happy bells shall ring Marguerite; The summer birds shall sing Marguerite; You smile but you shall wear Orange blossoms in your hair, Marguerite. ”
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“ With the tears a Land hath shed Their graves should ever be green. ”
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“ If my best wines mislike thy taste, And my best service win thy frown, Then tarry not, I bid thee haste; There's many another Inn in town. ”
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“ Civilization is the lamb's skin in which barbarism masquerades. ”
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“ Books that have become classics — books that have had their day and now get more praise than perusal — always remind me of retired colonels and majors and captains who, having reached the age limit, find themselves retired on half pay. ”
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