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“He is dead already who doth not feel Life is worth living still.”

Quote by Alfred Austin

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Alfred Austin was a British poet born on May 30, 1835, and died on June 2, 1913. His poetry works were diverse and widespread, and he had a profound influence on later poets. more

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“Doth Nature draw me, 'tis because, Unto my seeming, there doth lurk A lawlessness about her laws, More mood than purpose in her work.”

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“If Nature built by rule and square, Than man what wiser would she be? What wins us is her careless care, And sweet unpunctuality.”

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“We are all alike, and we love to keep passion aglow at our feet, Like one that sitteth in shade and complacently smiles at the heat.”

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“Though my verse but roam the air And murmur in the trees, You may discern a purpose there, As in music of the bees.”

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“Tis true among fields and woods I sing, Aloof from cities--that my poor strains Were born, like the simple flowers you bring, In English meadows and English lanes.”

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Book:Days of the Year: A Poetic Calendar from the Works of A. Austin

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“From sunny woof and cloudy weft Fell rain in sheets; so, to myself I hummed these hazard rhymes, and left The learned volume on the shelf.”

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“So, timely you came, and well you chose, You came when most needed, my winter rose. From the snow I pluck you, and fondly press Your leaves 'twixt the leaves of my leaflessness.”

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“Thought, stumbling, plods Past fallen temples, vanished gods, Altars unincensed, fanes undecked, Eternal systems flown or wrecked; Through trackless centuries that grant To the poor trudge refreshment scant, Age after age, pants on to find A melting mirage of the mind.”

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“Where has thou been all the dumb winter days When neither sunlight was nor smile of flowers, Neither life, nor love, nor frolic, Only expanse melancholic, With never a note of thy exhilarating lays?”

Flower Lays Notes Winter Dumb Sunlight Exhilarating Expanse Winter Days

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