Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top.

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I would have rummaged, ransacked at the word; Those old odd corners of an empty...

I would have rummaged, ransacked at the word; Those old odd corners of an empty...

Therefore I summon age To grant youth's heritage.

Therefore I summon age To grant youth's heritage.

My sun sets to rise again.

My sun sets to rise again.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant...

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant...

Love is energy of life.

Love is energy of life.

Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.

Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.

Oh, to be in England now that April's there.

Oh, to be in England now that April's there.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never...

You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never...

I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting...

I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting...

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp. Or what's a heaven for?

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp. Or what's a heaven for?

That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he...

That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he...

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook...

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook...

Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do!

Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do!

So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by...

So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by...

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?

What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?