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When lilacs last in the door-yard bloomed,
And the great star early drooped in the western sky in the night,
I mourned, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

— Walt Whitman Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)

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I think of few heroic actions, which cannot be traced to the artistical impulse. He who does great deeds, does them from his innate sensitiveness to moral beauty.

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.

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Poetry (like a grand personality) is a growth of many generations — many rare combinations.
To have great poets, there must be great audiences too.

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To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.

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I will write the evangel-poem of comrades and of love.

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