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What shelter to grow ripe is ours? What leisure to grow wise?
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Resolve to be thyself; and know, that he Who finds himself, loses his misery.
Ah! two desires toss about The poet's feverish blood; One drives him to the world without, And one to solitude.
And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well - but 'tis not true!
We, in some unknown Power's employ, Move on a rigorous line; Can neither, when we will, enjoy, Nor, when we will, resign.
But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of o…
What actions are the most excellent? Those, certainly, which most powerfully appeal to the great primary human affections: to those element…
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't were do…
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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