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John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave,
His soul goes marching on.
John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave,
His soul goes marching on.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.
The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried
along to dwell in the blood.
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The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried
along to dwell in the blood.
[Lat., Anima certe, quia spiritus, in sicco habitare non potest;
ideo in sanguine fertur habitare.]
And see all sights from pole to pole
And glance, and nod, and bustle by,
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And see all sights from pole to pole
And glance, and nod, and bustle by,
And never once possess our soul
Before we die.
The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul.
The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul.
I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if read more
I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.
And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us read more
And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.
A man with a soul is not like every other man.
A man with a soul is not like every other man.
