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The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well but it's unattainable, all the same.

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Bayard Taylor
Age: 53 †
Born: 1825
Born: January 11
Died: 1878
Died: December 19
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I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.
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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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But still I dream that somewhere there must be The spirit of a child that waits for me.
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Labor, you know, is prayer.
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