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The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
Nor count compartments of the floors,
But mount to paradise
By the stairway of surprise.
Nor count compartments of the floors,
But mount to paradise
By the stairway of surprise.
He who has gold makes and accomplishes whatever he wishes in the world and finally uses it to send souls read more
He who has gold makes and accomplishes whatever he wishes in the world and finally uses it to send souls to paradise.
So on he fares, and to the border comes,
Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
Now nearer, crowns read more
So on he fares, and to the border comes,
Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green,
As with a rural mound, the champain head
Of a steep wilderness.
It is a curious thing that every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilised read more
It is a curious thing that every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilised taste.
One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.
One morn a Peri at the gate
Of Eden stood disconsolate.
Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers
Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers
He that does good for good's sake seeks neither paradise nor reward, but he is sure of both in the read more
He that does good for good's sake seeks neither paradise nor reward, but he is sure of both in the end
Paradise can be found on the back of horses, in books and between the breasts of women.
Paradise can be found on the back of horses, in books and between the breasts of women.