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The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Age: 75 †
Born: 1807
Born: January 1
Died: 1882
Died: March 24
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The mind of the scholar, if you would have it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds. It is better that his armor should be somewhat bruised by rude encounters even, than hang forever rusting on the wall.
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Stars of earth, these golden flowers emblems of our own great resurrection emblems of the bright and better land.
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For 'tis sweet to stammer one letter Of the Eternal's language - on earth it is called Forgiveness!
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