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Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.
Topic: Ability
Source: The Flowers
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So much to do, so little done, such things to be.
Topic: Achievement
Source: None
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When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him.
Topic: Advice / Experience / Wisdom
Source: None
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My people too were scared with eerie sounds,
A footstep, a low throbbing in the walls.
A noise of falling weights that never fell,
Weird whispers, bells that rang without a hand,
Door-handles turn'd when none was at the door,
And bolted doors that open'd of themselves;
And one betwixt the dark and light had seen
Her, bending by the cradle of her babe.
Topic: Apparitions
Source: Night's Dream (act V, sc. 1, l. 386)
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Authority forgets a dying king,
Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
That bow'd the will.
Topic: Authority
Source: Morte d'Arthur (l. 121)
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Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land;
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Topic: Bells
Source: In Memoriam (pt. CVI)
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Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Topic: Bells
Source: In Memoriam (pt. CVI)
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Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow.
Topic: Bells
Source: In Memoriam (pt. CVI)
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Ring out, will bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light.
Topic: Bells
Source: In Memoriam (pt. CVI)
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O Blackbird! sing me something well:
While all the neighbors shoot thee round,
I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground,
Where thou may'st warble, eat and dwell.
Topic: Blackbirds
Source: The Blackbird
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I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
Topic: Brooks
Source: The Brook
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Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity:
The deep air listen'd round her as she rode,
And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear.
Topic: Chastity
Source: Godiva (l. 53)
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And so the Word had breath, and wrought
With human hands the creed of creeds
In loveliness of perfect deeds,
More strong than all poetic thoughts;
Which he may read that binds the sheaf,
Or builds the house, or digs the grave,
And those wild eyes that watch the waves
In roarings round the coral reef.
Topic: Christ
Source: In Memoriam (XXXVI)
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The time draws near the birth of Christ:
The moon is hid; the night is still;
The Christmas bells from hill to hill
Answer each other in the mist.
Topic: Christmas
Source: In Memoriam (XXVIII)
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So runs the round of life from hour to hour.
Topic: Circumstance
Source: Circumstance
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And grasps the skirts of happy chance,
And breasts the blows of circumstance.
Topic: Circumstance
Source: In Memoriam (pt. LXIII, st. 2)
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Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.
Topic: Confidence
Source: None
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And ye talk together still,
In the language wherewith Spring
Letters cowslips on the hill.
Topic: Cowslips
Source: Adeline (st. 5)
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And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
Topic: Cowslips
Source: The May Queen (st. 8)
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As the many-winter'd crow that leads the clanging rookery home.
Topic: Crows
Source: Locksley Hall (st. 34)
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Then the face of night is fair in the dewy downs
And the shining daffodil dies.
Topic: Daffodils
Source: Maud (pt. III, st. 1)
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And out of darkness came the hands
That reach thro' nature, moulding men.
Topic: Darkness
Source: In Memoriam (CXXIV)
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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
Topic: Death / Immortality
Source: None
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And every dew-drop paints a bow.
Topic: Dew
Source: In Memoriam (pt. CXXII)
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There lives more faith in honest doubt,
Believe me, than in half the creeds.
Topic: Doubt
Source: In Memoriam (pt. XCV, st. 3)
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And oft I heard the tender dove
In firry woodlands making moan.
Topic: Doves
Source: Miller's Daughter
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
Topic: Dreams
Source: None
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Not once or twice in our rough island story,
The path of duty was the way to glory.
Topic: Duty
Source: Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington (st. 8)
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He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls:
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
Topic: Eagles
Source: The Eagle
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Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens?
If all the world were falcons, what of that?
The wonder of the eagle were the less,
But he not less the eagle.
Topic: Eagles
Source: Golden Year (l. 37)
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I heard . . .
. . . the great echo flap
And buffet round the hills from bluff to bluff.
Topic: Echo
Source: Golden Year (l. 75)
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And a million horrible bellowing echoes broke
From the red-ribb'd hollow behind the wood,
And thunder'd up into Heaven.
Topic: Echo
Source: Maud (pt. XXIII)
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Topic: Echo
Source: Princess (IV, Bugle Song)
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In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.
Topic: Eternity
Source: The "How" and the "Why"
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The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices.
Topic: Evening
Source: Ulysses (l. 54)
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The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man,
And the man said, "Am I your debtor?"
And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can,
And then I will let you a better."
Topic: Evolution
Source: By the Evolutionist
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Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every people sphere?
Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword "Evolution" here.
Topic: Evolution
Source: Locksley Hall Sixty Years After (l. 198)
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Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good
And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
Topic: Evolution
Source: Locksley Hall Sixty Years After (l. 200)
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When I was a shepherd on the plains of Assyria.
Topic: Evolution
Source: Locksley Hall Sixty Years After (l. 200)
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Fancy light from Fancy caught.
Topic: Fancy
Source: In Memoriam (pt. XXIII)
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And feet like sunny gems on an English green.
Topic: Feet
Source: Maud (pt. V, st. 2)
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We keep the day. With festal cheer,
With books and music, surely we
Will drink to him, whate'er he be,
And sing the songs he loved to hear.
Topic: Festivities
Source: In Memoriam (CVII)
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To be true to each other, let 'appen what maay
Till the end o' the daay
An the last load hoam.
Topic: Fidelity
Source: The Promise of May (act II), a song
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Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade
Glitter like a swarm of fireflies tangled in a silver braid.
Topic: Fireflies
Source: Locksley Hall (l. 9)
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Steps with a tender foot, light as on air,
The lovely, lordly creature floated on.
Topic: Footsteps
Source: Princess (VI, l. 72)
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I held it truth, with him who sings
To one clear harp in divers tones,
That men may rise on stepping stones
Or their dead selves to higher things.
Topic: Growth
Source: In Memoriam (pt. I)
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The great world's altar stairs
That slope through darkness up to God.
Topic: Growth
Source: In Memoriam (pt. LV)
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The wild hawk stood with the down on his beak
And stared with his foot on the prey.
Topic: Hawks
Source: The Poet's Song
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. . . but while
I breathe Heaven's air, and Heaven looks down on me,
And smiles at my best meanings, I remain
Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
Topic: Independence
Source: The Foresters (act IV, sc. 1)
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I am a part of all that I have seen.
Topic: Inspirational
Source: None
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