Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The April winds are magical,
And thrill our tuneful frames;
The garden-walks are passional
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The April winds are magical,
And thrill our tuneful frames;
The garden-walks are passional
To bachelors and dames.
Born for success, he seemed
With grace to win, with heart to hold,
With shining gifts that read more
Born for success, he seemed
With grace to win, with heart to hold,
With shining gifts that took all eyes.
The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.
The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.
I hate quotations. Tell me what you know.
I hate quotations. Tell me what you know.
Proverbs like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary
of the intuitions.
Proverbs like the sacred books of each nation, are the sanctuary
of the intuitions.