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God makes many poets, but he only gives utterance to a few.

Dinah Maria Murlock Craik

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Queens you must always be: queens to your lovers queens to your husbands and your sons, queens of higher mystery to the world beyond. . . . But alas, you are too often idle and careless queens, grasping at majesty in the least things, while you abdicate it in the greatest.
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Young Dandelion On a hedge-side Said young Dandelion Who'll be my bride? Said young Dandelion With a sweet air, I have my eye on Miss Daisy fair.
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O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve, Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing.
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Every man for himself, and the Devil take the hindmost.
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An author departs he does not die.
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What small account The All-living seems to take of this thin flame Which we call life. He sends a moment's blast Out of war's nostrils, and a myriad Of these our puny tapers are blown out Forever.
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Happiness! Can any human being undertake to define it for another?
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Now, I have nothing to say against uncles in general. They are usually very excellent people, and very convenient to little boys and girls.
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A lost love. Deny it who will, ridicule it, treat it as mere imagination and sentiment, the thing is and will be and women do suffer therefrom, in all its infinite varieties: loss by death, by faithlessness or unworthiness, and by mistaken or unrequited affection.
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Wedlock's a lane where there is no turning.
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O blest one hour like this! to rise And see grief's shadows backward roll While bursts on unaccustomed eyes The glad Aurora of the soul.
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When the ship is going down we trouble ourselves little enough about the style of the cabin furniture.
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The present only is a man's possession the past is gone out of his hand wholly, irrevocably. He may suffer from it, learn from it,--in degree, perhaps, expiate it but to brood over it is utter madness.
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We are all of us very perfect creatures so long as we are not tried.
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It is astonishing what a lot of odd minutes one can catch during the day, if one really sets about it.
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As we sail through life towards death, Bound unto the same port--heaven,-- Friend, what years could us divide?
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The world! It is a word capable of as diverse interpretations or misinterpretations as the thing itself - a thing by various people supposed to belong to heaven, man, or the devil, or alternatively to all three.
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It is not the smallest use to try to make people good, unless you try at the same time - and they feel that you are trying - to make them happy. And you rarely can make another happy, unless you are happy yourself.
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We have not to construct human nature afresh, but to take it as we find it, and make the best of it.
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The wonder is not that some married people are less happy than they hoped to be, but that any married people, out of the honeymoon, or even in it, are ever happy at all.
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