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The most annoying of all blockheads is a well-read fool.

Bayard Taylor

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Bayard Taylor
Age: 53 †
Born: 1825
Born: January 11
Died: 1878
Died: December 19
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Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.
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I cannot assume emotions I do not feel, and must describe Jerusalem as I found it. Since being here, I have read the accounts of several travellers, and in many cases the devotional rhapsodies - the ecstacies of awe and reverence - in which they indulge, strike me as forced and affected.
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Opportunity is rare, and a wise man will never let it go by him.
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Above Coblentz almost every mountain has a ruin and a legend. One feels everywhere the spirit of the past, and its stirring recollections come back upon the mind with irresistible force.
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Really,' thought I, 'we call Baltimore the 'Monumental City' for its two marble columns, and here is Edinburg with one at every street-corner!
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Could one live on the sense of beauty alone, exempt from the necessity of 'creature comforts,' a sea-voyage would be delightful.
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But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
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Although Damascus is considered the oldest city in the world, the date of its foundation going beyond tradition, there are very few relics of antiquity in or near it.
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He teaches best, Who feels the hearts of all men in his breast, And knows their strength or weakness through his own.
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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens, Are singing the selfsame strain.
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Labor, you know, is prayer.
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Learn to live, and live to learn, Ignorance like a fire doth burn, Little tasks make large return.
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From the desert I come to thee, On a stallion shod with fire And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire.
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Peace the offspring is of Power.
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Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
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Departed suns their trails of splendor drew Across departed summers: whispers came From voices, long ago resolved again Into the primeval Silence, and we twain, Ghosts of our present selves, yet still the same, As in a spectral mirror wandered there.
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The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart's-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet's journal, writ in fire and tears... Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years.
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