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That was indeed to live -- at one bold swoop to wrest from darkling death the best that death to life can give.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Age: 70 †
Born: 1836
Born: November 2
Died: 1907
Died: March 19
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Journalist
Novelist
Poet
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Portsmouth
New Hampshire
Indeed
Death
Give
Best
Live
Giving
Wrest
Life
Swoop
Bold

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October turned my maple's leaves to gold The most are gone now here and there one lingers: Soon these will slip from the twigs' weak hold, Like coins between a dying miser's fingers.
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With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.
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I like not lady-slippers, Nor yet the sweet-pea blossoms, Nor yet the flaky roses, Red or white as snow I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies, That in our garden grow.
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The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
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A glance, a word -- and joy or pain befalls.... How slight the links are in the chain that binds us to our destiny!
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Great orators who are not also great writers become very indistinct shadows to the generations following them. The spell vanishes with the voice.
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O Liberty, white Goddess! is it well to leave the gates unguarded? On thy breast fold Sorrow's children, soothe the hurts of Fate, lift the down-trodden, but with hand of steel stay those who to thy sacred portals come to waste the gifts of Freedom.
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