Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 4W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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... live Be one - or at the noontide hour arrive Where some old cavern hoar seems yet to keep The moonlight of the expired Night asleep , Through which the awakened Day can never peep ; A veil for our seclusion , close as Night's , Where ...
... live Be one - or at the noontide hour arrive Where some old cavern hoar seems yet to keep The moonlight of the expired Night asleep , Through which the awakened Day can never peep ; A veil for our seclusion , close as Night's , Where ...
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... live- No end to learning : Earn the means first - God surely will contrive Use for our earning . Others mistrust and say , " But time escapes : Live now or never ! " He said , " What's time ? Leave Now for dogs and apes ! Man has ...
... live- No end to learning : Earn the means first - God surely will contrive Use for our earning . Others mistrust and say , " But time escapes : Live now or never ! " He said , " What's time ? Leave Now for dogs and apes ! Man has ...
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... live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity , In deeds of daring rectitude , in scorn Of miserable aims that end with self , In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars , And with ...
... live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity , In deeds of daring rectitude , in scorn Of miserable aims that end with self , In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars , And with ...
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