Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close upon the growing boy.
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To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. The soul that rises with us, our life's star, hath had elsewhere its setting, and comet from afar: not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.
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That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
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She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.
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The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this.
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With the eye made quiet by power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
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This city now doth, like a garment, wear the beauty of the morning; silent bare, ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
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Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-calculated less or more.
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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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For by superior energies; more strict affiance in each other; faith more firm in their unhallowed principles, the bad have fairly earned a victory over the weak, the vacillating, inconsistent good.
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