I am as a weed Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
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Parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till't is gone, and all is gray.George Gordon Byron
And there was mounting in hot haste.
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Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company.
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Where'er we tread, 't is haunted, holy ground.
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Ungrateful Florence Dante sleeps afar, Like Scipio, buried by the upbraiding shore.
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In general I do not draw well with literary men -- not that I dislike them but I never know what to say to them after I have praised their last publication..
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