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• Thoughts must come naturally, like wild-flowers; they cannot be forced in a hot-bed, even although aided by the leaf-mould of your past.

  Alexander Smith

  Flower, Past, Bed

  Alexander Smith, Peter Pauper Press (1947). “Dreamthorp: eight essays”

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• If the egotist is weak, his egotism is worthless. If the egotist is strong, acute, full of distinctive character, his egotism is precious, and remains a possession of the race.

  Alexander Smith

  Strong, Character, Race

  Alexander Smith (2012). “Dreamthorp A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.38, tredition

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• A single soul is richer than all the worlds.

  Alexander Smith

  Soul, World

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• The only thing a man knows is himself.

  Alexander Smith

  Men, Knows

  Alexander Smith (1863). “Dreamthorp: A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.186

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• The world is not so much in need of new thoughts as that when thought grows old and worn with usage it should, like current coin, be called in, and, from the mint of genius, reissued fresh and new.

  Alexander Smith

  Life And Love, Flipping A Coin, Needs

  Alexander Smith (2012). “Dreamthorp A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.45, tredition

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• Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of mortal life.

  Alexander Smith

  Life, Happiness, Time

  Alexander Smith (1863). “Dreamthorp: A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.156

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• The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning - first fallen flake of the coming snows of age - is a disagreeable thing.

  Alexander Smith

  Morning, Hair, Discovery

  Alexander Smith (1914). “Dreamthorp”

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• And in any case, to the old man, when the world becomes trite, the triteness arises not so much from a cessation as from a transference of interest. What is taken from this world is given to the next. The glory is in the east in the morning, it is in the west in the afternoon, and when it is dark the splendour is irradiating the realm of the under-world. He would only follow.

  Alexander Smith

  Morning, Taken, Dark

  Alexander Smith (1914). “Dreamthorp”

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• A poem round and perfect as a star.

  Alexander Smith

  Stars, Perfect, Poetry

  alexander smith (1853). “poems”, p.33

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• The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning—first fallen flake of the coming snows of age—is a disagreeable thing.... So are flying twinges of gout, shortness of breath on the hill-side, the fact that even the moderate use of your friend's wines at dinner upsets you. These things are disagreeable because they tell you that you are no longer young—that you have passed through youth, are now in middle age, and faring onward to the shadows in which, somewhere, a grave is hid.

  Alexander Smith

  Morning, Wine, Hair

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• If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill him. What superiority he may have inherited from his race, what superiority nature may have personally gifted him with, comes out in death.

  Alexander Smith

  Death, Men, Race

  Alexander Smith (1863). “Dreamthorp: A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.58

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• Books are a finer world within the world. (1863)

  Alexander Smith

  Book, World

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• My friend is not perfect-no more than I am-and so we suit each other admirable.

  Alexander Smith

  Friendship, Perfect, Suits

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• A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers.

  Alexander Smith

  History, Tower Of Babel, Towers

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• Sweet April's tears, Dead on the hem of May.

  Alexander Smith

  Sweet, Tears, Hem

  alexander smith (1853). “poems”, p.112

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• We twain have met like the ships upon the sea, Who behold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet: One little hour! and then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and foam, To meet no more.

  Alexander Smith

  Lonely, Sweet, Clouds

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• The sun was down, And all the west was paved with sullen fire. I cried, Behold! the barren beach of hell At ebb of tide.

  Alexander Smith

  Beach, Sunset, Fire

  ALEXANDER SMITH (1856). “POEMS”, p.61

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• Some books are drenchèd sandsOn which a great soul's wealth lies all in heaps,Like a wrecked argosy.

  Alexander Smith

  Lying, Book, Soul

  Alexander Smith (1853). “Poems”

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• We have two lives;
  The soul of man is like the rolling world,
  One half in day, the other dipt in night;
  The one has music and the flying cloud,
  The other, silence and the wakeful stars.

  Alexander Smith

  Life, Stars, Night

  ALEXANDER SMITH (1857). “CITY POEMS”, p.7

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• Eternity doth wear upon her face the veil of time. They only see the veil, and thus they know not what they stand so near!

  Alexander Smith

  Veils, Faces, Eternity

  alexander smith (1853). “poems”, p.162

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• A man can bear a world's contempt when he has that within which says he's worthy. When he contemns himself, there burns the hell.

  Alexander Smith

  Men, World, Bears

  Alexander Smith (1856). “Poems ... Third edition”, p.149

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• A brave soul is a thing which all things serve.

  Alexander Smith

  Bravery, Soul, All Things

  alexander smith (1853). “poems”, p.67

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• One never hugs one's good luck so affectionately as when listening to the relation of some horrible misfortunes which has overtaken others.

  Alexander Smith

  Good Luck, Listening, Hug

  Alexander Smith (1863). “Dreamthorp: A Book of Essays Written in the Country”, p.116

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• Each time we love,We turn a nearer and a broader markTo that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.

  Alexander Smith

  Archer, Sorrow, Strikes

  Alexander Smith (1857). “City Poems”, p.163

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• A tender sadness drops upon my soul, like the soft twilight dropping on the world.

  Alexander Smith

  Twilight, Sadness, Soul

  alexander smith (1853). “poems”, p.96

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