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The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits;—

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Still doth the soul, from its lone fastness high, Upon our life a ruling effluence send....

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Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!

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One moment, on the rapid's top, our boat Hung poised —and then the darting river of Life...

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O life unlike to ours! Who fluctuate idly without term or scope,...

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Once pass'd I blindfold here, at any hour, Now seldom come I, since I came with him....

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—No, no thou hast not felt the lapse of hours! For what wears out the life of mortal men?...

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Her cabined, ample spirit, It fluttered and failed for breath. Tonight it doth inherit The vasty hall of death.

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Eternal passion! Eternal pain!

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But—if you cannot give us ease— Last of the race of them who grieve...

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'Fenced early in this cloistral round Of reverie, of shade, of prayer,...

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With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day, and wish 'twere done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built as we discern.

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'Tis not to see the world As from a height, with rapt prophetic eyes, And heart profoundly stirred; And weep, and feel the fullness of the past, The years that are not more.

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This strange disease of modern life, with its sick hurry, its divided aims.

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But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not because we will.

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Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.

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Journalism is literature in a hurry.

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The need of expansion is as genuine an instinct in man as the need in a plant for the light, or the need in man himself for going upright. The love of liberty is simply the instinct in man for expansion.

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Greatness is a spiritual condition.

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Life is not a having and a getting, but a being and a becoming.

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Unquiet souls. In the dark fermentation of earth, in the never idle workshop of nature, in the eternal movement, yea shall find yourselves again.

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Culture, the acquainting ourselves with the best that has been known and said in the world, and thus with the history of the human spirit.

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Culture, then, is a study of perfection, and perfection which insists on becoming something rather than in having something, in an inward condition of the mind and spirit, not in an outward set of circumstances.

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If experience has established any one thing in this world, it has established this: that it is well for any great class and description of men in society to be able to say for itself what it wants, and not to have other classes, the so-called educated and intelligent classes, acting for it as its proctors, and supposed to understand its wants and to provide for them. A class of men may often itself not either fully understand its wants, or adequately express them; but it has a nearer interest and a more sure diligence in the matter than any of its proctors, and therefore a better chance of success.

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The working-class is now issuing from its hiding-place to assert an Englishman's heaven-born privilege of doing as he likes, and is beginning to perplex us by marching where it likes, meeting where it likes, bawling what it likes, breaking what it likes.

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And that sweet city with her dreaming spires, She needs not June for beauty's heightening...

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Cruel, but composed and bland, Dumb, inscrutable and grand, So Tiberius might have sat, Had Tiberius been a cat.

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Our society distributes itself into Barbarians, Philistines and Populace; and America is just ourselves with the Barbarians quite left out, and the Populace nearly.

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Whoever sets himself to see things as they are will find himself one of a very small circle but it is only by this small circle resolutely doing its own work that adequate ideas will ever get current at all.

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Truth sits upon the lips of dying men

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