Hail, element of earth, receive thy own And cherish, at thy charitable breast, This man, this mongrel beast He plows the sand, and, at his hardest need, He sows himself for seed.
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Say not of Beauty she is good, Or aught but beautiful.Elinor Morton Hoyt Wylie
Avoid the reeking herd, Shun the polluted flock, Live like that stoic bird The eagle of the rock.
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Honeyed words like bees Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.
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I was, being human, born alone I am, being woman, hard beset I live by squeezing from a stone The little nourishment I get.
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Down to the Puritan marrow of my bones There's something in this richness that I hate. I love the look, austere, immaculate, Of landscapes drawn in pearly monotones.
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