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I am the angel of Reality, Seen for a moment standing in the door.
Key West, unfortunately, is becoming rather literary and artistic.
Give me the splendid, silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling.
I see great things in baseball. It's our game - the American game.
Dearest comrades, all is over and long gone, But love is not over.
And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.
My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.
Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring Lies open, writ in blossoms.
Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.
Christ's crucifix shall be made an excuse for executing criminals.
I am going to that country which I have all my life wished to see.
I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.
Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?
Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.
Poet and sculptor, do the work, / Nor let the modish painter shirk
Education is not about filling a pail, it's about lighting a fire.
I bring you with reverent hands The books of my numberless dreams.
Pleasantly, between the pelting showers, the sunshine gushes down.
I grieve for life's bright promise, just shown and then withdrawn.
Look on this beautiful world, and read the truth in her fair page.
The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
... she, that will with kittens jest, Should bear a kitten's joke.
The sacred lamp of day Now dipt in Western clouds his parting day.
Your chilly stars I can forgo, this warm kind world is all I know.
All the world's a stage, and all the men and women mearly players.
He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding.
Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues we write in water.
There are many events in the womb of time which will be delivered.
Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand?
Why what a fool was I to this drunken monster for a God. - Caliban
Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death the memory be green.
You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.
There is no creature loves me; And if I die, no soul will pity me.
The seeming truth which cunning times put on to entrap the wisest.
However wickedness outstrips men, it has no wings to fly from God.
Weed your better judgments of all opinion that grows rank in them.
Love yourself; and in that love not unconsidered leave your honor.
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
Love is begun by time and time qualifies the spark and fire of it.
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burnt on the water.
When love begins to sicken and decay it uses an enforced ceremony.
To business that we love we rise betime, and go to't with delight.
We are not the first Who with best meaning have incurred the worst
Twas never merry world Since lowly feigning was called compliment.