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Sweet April-time — O cruel April-time!
Year after year returning, with a brow
Of promise, and red lips with longing paled,
And backward-hidden hands that clutch the joys
Of vanished springs, like flowers.

— Dinah Craik Thirty Years, Being Poems New and Old (1880)

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Meek — as the meek that shall inherit earth,
Pure — as the pure in heart that shall see God.

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Let every one of us cultivate, in every word that issues from our mouth, absolute truth.

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Do you recognize what you were born to be? Not only a nobleman, but a gentleman; not only a gentleman, but a man — man, made in the image of God.

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There never was night that had no morn.

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Happiness is not an end — it is only a means, and adjunct, a consequence.

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