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5 years ago

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Various the roads of life; in one All terminate, one lonely way We go; and 'Is he gone?' Is all our best friends say. Various the roads of life Walter Savage Landor #write #wordgasm #poetrylovers #poetryporn… instagram.com/p/CCbEIJ1lOAn/…

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5 years ago

That heavenly parallelogram across which pieces of shorn cloud continually pass, is well worth an upward glance. What a pity that natural wonders so soon cease to astonish. For a few seasons the child is astonished… instagram.com/p/CCYV-XdlwY_/…

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5 years ago

Wait for the morning: - It will come, indeed, As surely as the night hath given need. The yearning eyes, at last, will strain their sight No more unanswered by the morning light; No longer will they vainly strive,… instagram.com/p/CCTZ8k7FL14/…

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5 years ago

When the spirit swells my breast I love to roam leisurely among the green hills; or sometimes, sitting on the brink of the murmuring Missouri, I marvel at the great blue overhead. With half-closed eyes I watch the… instagram.com/p/CCOPyO5llZH/…

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5 years ago

Ranging the heights of Scawfell or Blackcomb, In his lone course the Shepherd oft will pause, And strive to fathom the mysterious laws By which the clouds, arrayed in light or gloom, On Mona settle, and the shapes… instagram.com/p/CB3GhEvld1l/…

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5 years ago

Live as if each moment were my last? Not at all! I know better now. I choose to live as if each moment were my first, as if life had just come to me fresh. Or perhaps, better yet, to live as if each moment were, not… instagram.com/p/CBx_fZ8lkdt/…

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5 years ago

Our thermometer went down to 11 degrees the other night. The excitement was intense. It was, of course, the first person down to breakfast who rushed into the garden and made the discovery, and as each of us… instagram.com/p/CBiZx_jFSG0/…

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5 years ago

Do you know why the rabbits are caught in the snare Or the tabby cat's shot on the tiles? Why the tigers and lions creep out of their lair? Why an ostrich will travel for miles? Do you know why a sane man will… instagram.com/p/CBdZoKiluBc/…

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5 years ago

Hold every hour in your grasp. Lay hold of to-day's task, and you will not need to depend so much upon to-morrow's. While we are postponing, life speeds by. Nothing, Lucilius, is ours, except time. We were entrusted… instagram.com/p/CBYqDQTF05K/…

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5 years ago

Everyone knows how delightful the dreams are that one dreams one’s self, and how insipid the dreams of others are. I had an illustration of the fact, not many evenings ago, when a company of us got telling dreams. I… instagram.com/p/CAtogeylspo/…

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5 years ago

Dog-days are good as tests. Their effect on curl-paper curls is melancholy, but natural curls laugh them to scorn, and riot in twistings. Just so the temper. Placidity at Christmas often dissolves in an August fog.… instagram.com/p/CAnJqVBAdFX/…

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5 years ago

There was a Young lady of Portugal, Whose ideas were excessively nautical; She climbed up a tree, To examine the sea, But declared she would never leave Portugal. Book Of Nonsense Limerick 16. Edward Lear #writing… instagram.com/p/CAc4AinHmSa/…

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5 years ago

In all the actions which a man performs, some part of his life passes. We die while doing that, for which alone, our sliding life was granted. Nay, though we do nothing, time keeps his constant pace, and flies as… instagram.com/p/CAXzihglMJk/…

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5 years ago

A man said to the universe, "Sir, I exist!" "However," replied the universe, "The fact has not created in me A sense of obligation." The Man Stephen Crane #writing #poetry #writersofinstagram #writer… instagram.com/p/CAKxU8ZFmaT/…

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5 years ago

I live not to illustrate the excellence of any art, but to use arts as bridles, to rear up the headstrong willfulness of my natural corruption. Thus I see all things, and take example as well by a vicious prodigal… instagram.com/p/CAIh7GJF5y7/…

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5 years ago

Hypocrisy will serve as well To propagate a church, as zeal; As persecution and promotion Do equally advance devotion: So round white stones will serve, they say, As well as eggs to make hens lay. Hypocrisy Samuel… instagram.com/p/CAGCdnil9oQ/…

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5 years ago

In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are cast On things around him with a… instagram.com/p/B_4-P1mFXra/…

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5 years ago

After a while she parted her lips—and this is what she said: “I keep to myself; I don’ want nothin’ to do wit nobody.” Her tone was even and clear without the slightest suspicion of hysteria or overwrought emotion.… instagram.com/p/B_uotx9F_Hv/…

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5 years ago

The beauty is entrancing. The sinking sun is out of sight behind the western Sierras, and all the pine-hung promontories on this side of the water are rich indigo, just reddened with lake, deepening here and there… instagram.com/p/B_k7AQOFJ7M/…