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Nothing is hidden from the eyes of the observing world.

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A tedious season they await
Who hear November at the gate.

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A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.

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Habit is Heaven's own redress:
it takes the place of happiness.

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Moscow: those syllables can start
A tumult in the Russian heart.

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Always contented with his life,
and with his dinner, and his wife.

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The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.

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Upon the brink of the wild stream
He stood, and dreamt a mighty dream.

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Disrespect for one's ancestors is the first sign of barbarity and immorality.

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Please, never despise the translator. He's the mailman of human civilization.

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A green oak grows by a curving shore;
And round that oak hangs a golden chain.

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To me; here, my Madonna, thou shalt throne:
Most pure exemplar of the purest grace.

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From early youth his dedication
Was to a single occupation…
The science of the tender passion.

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The clock of doom had struck as fated;
the poet, without a sound,
let fall his pistol on the ground.

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Moscow... how many strains are fusing
in that one sound, for Russian hearts!
what store of riches it imparts!

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Two fixed ideas can no more exist together in the moral world than two bodies can occupy one and the same place in the physical world.

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Play interests me very much," said Hermann: "but I am not in the position to sacrifice the necessary in the hope of winning the superfluous.

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A man who's active and incisive
can yet keep nail-care much in mind:
why fight what's known to be decisive?
custom is despot of mankind.

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To love all ages yield surrender; But to the young it's raptures bring A blessing bountiful and tender- As storms refresh the fields of spring.

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Storm-clouds whirl and storm-clouds scurry;
From behind them pale moonlight
Flickers where the snowflakes hurry.
Dark the sky and dark the night.

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A woman's love for us increases
The less we love her, sooth to say—
She stoops, she falls, her struggling ceases;
Caught fast, she cannot get away.

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Love passed, the Muse appeared, the weather
of mind got clarity new-found;
now free, I once more weave together
emotion, thought, and magic sound.

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Nothing inflames love so much as the encouraging observation of a bystander: love is blind, and having no trust in itself, readily grasps hold of every support.

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The less we show our love to a woman,
Or please her less, and neglect our duty,
The more we trap and ruin her surely
In the flattering toils of philandery.

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The illness with which he'd been smitten
should have been analysed when caught,
something like spleen, that scourge of Britain,
or Russia's chondria, for short.

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