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The soil out of which such men as he are made is good to be born on, good to live on, good to die for and to be buried in.
James Russell Lowell
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James Russell Lowell
Age: 72 †
Born: 1819
Born: February 22
Died: 1891
Died: August 12
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Cambridge
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If youth be a defect, it is one that we outgrow only too soon.
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Not failure, but low aim, is crime.
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A stray hair, by its continued irritation, may give more annoyance than a smart blow.
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A ginooine statesman should be on his guard, if he must hev beliefs, not to b'lieve 'em too hard.
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It is the privilege of genius that life never grows common place, as it does for the rest of us.
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Sentiment is intellectualized emotion emotion precipitated, as it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.
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A nature wise With finding in itself the types of all, With watching from the dim verge of the time What things to be are visible in the gleams Thrown forward on them from the luminous past, Wise with the history of its own frail heart, With reverence and sorrow, and with love, Broad as the world, for freedom and for man.
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The ultimate result of protecting fools from their folly is to fill the planet full of fools.
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Over our manhood bend the skies Against our fallen and traitor lives The great winds utter prophecies With our faint hearts the mountain strives, Its arms outstretched, the druid wood Waits with its benedicite And to our ages drowsy blood Still shouts the inspiring sea.
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Never did Poesy appear So full of heaven to me, as when I saw how it would pierce through pride and fear To the lives of coarsest men.
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Our seasons have no fixed returns, Without our will they come and go At noon our sudden summer burns, Ere sunset all is snow.
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And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
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Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 't is prosperous to be just Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified.
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A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a man eyes.
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But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men.
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In the earliest ages science was poetry, as in the later poetry has become science.
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The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.
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