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Who is in love with loveliness,
Need not shake with cold;
For he may tear a star in two,
And frock himself in gold.
Who holds her first within his heart,
In certain favor goes;
If his roof tumbles, he may find
Harbor in a rose.
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Creeds grow so thick along the way,
Their boughs hide God; I cannot pray.
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A child without an acquaintance of some kind with a classic of literature... suffers from that impoverishment for the rest of his life. No later intimacy is like that of the first.
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For I have scattered seed
Shall ripen at the end;
Old Age holds more than I shall need,
Death more than I can spend.
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The old faiths light their candles all about, but burly Truth comes by and puts them out.
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For poetry, more than any other art, except music, has a compelling hold upon the spiritual side of life.
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Thrice blessed are they whose early years are spent in some countryside. The flowering and withering of the seasons, and every exquisite sound and sight - every lane, and pasture, and green corners and gnarled hollows everywhere, make them affluent with a treasure which neither change nor chance can steal away.
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To hear that your neighbor was worse off than yourself was not an altogether unpleasant experience.
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None of us ever escape the first few years of our lives. They make a mould into which we are cast, and though it may be broken, and we turned loose, some remnant of it, some intangible evil or lovely thing or both, will remain with us, like the odor to a flower, or the smoothness to a piece of ivory. It is part of the immortality of youth.
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I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
Jack Kerouac
Lizette Woodworth Reese
Born:
January 9, 1856
Died:
December 17, 1935
(aged 79)
Bio:
Lizette Woodworth Reese was an American poet.
Known for:
A Branch Of May (1887)
A Wayside Lute (1909)
Little Henrietta (1927)
Spicewood (1920)
A Quiet Road (1896)
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