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The splendid discontent of God With chaos made the world. And from the discontent of man The worlds best progress springs.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Age: 68 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 5
Died: 1919
Died: October 30
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Janesville
Wisconsin
Spring
Progress
Best
Discontent
Made
Springs
Men
Splendid
World
Worlds
Chaos
God

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Then I turned to him commanding That he go the way he came, whence he came. But he answered me in sorrow, May the Past not seek to borrow From the Present without blame - Just one memory from its store, Ere it goes to come no more, Back the pathway that it came, whence it came?
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