I'll never
Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand As is a man were author of himself And knew no other kin. ~ William Shakespeare Happy 4th of July!
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For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape, give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. ~ Bible, Song of Songs  How the time
Loiters in expectation! Then the mind Drags the dead burden of a hundred years In one short moment's space. The nimble heart Beats with impatient throbs, sick of delay, And pants to be at ease. ~ William Havard 
True fortitude is seen in great exploits
That justice warrants, and that wisdom guides; And all else is tow'ring phrenzy and distraction. ~ Joseph Addison  I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.
My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore. I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger in a strange land. Thy breath comes to me whispering an impossible hope. Thy tongue is known to my heart as its very own. O Far-to-seek, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I know not the way, that I have not the winged horse. I am listless, I am a wanderer in my heart. In the sunny haze of the languid hours, what vast vision of thine takes shape in the blue of the sky! O Farthest end, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that the gates are shut everywhere in the house where I dwell alone! ~ Rabindranath Tagore, The Gardener  Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing Gold can stay. ~Robert Frost  My spirits were elevated by the enchanting appearance of nature; the past was blotted from my memory, the present was tranquil, and the future gilded by bright rays of hope and anticipations of joy.
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