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Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.


God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face. A gauntlet with a gift in't.




I give the fight up; let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me, I want to be forgotten even by God.





Let no one 'til his death be called unhappy. measure not the work until the day's out, and the labor done: Then bring your gauges.









The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'

The year's at the Spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hillside's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his Heaven - All's right with the world!

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