James Russell Lowell

And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
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And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays.

They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
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They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
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They are slaves who dare not be
In the right with two or three.

Creativity is not the finding of a thing, but the making something out of it after it is found.

Creativity is not the finding of a thing, but the making something out of it after it is found.

Good luck is the willing handmaid of a upright and energetic character, and conscientious observance of duty.

Good luck is the willing handmaid of a upright and energetic character, and conscientious observance of duty.

The fireflies o'er the meadow
In pulses come and go.

The fireflies o'er the meadow
In pulses come and go.