a small studio in far from the centeer of the city, next to it lies the oldest church and a river that is flowing from a distance.
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An Elegy
Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die.
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here; Warm southern wind, blow softly here; Green sod above, lie light, lie light - Good-night, dear heart, good-night, good-night.
- Ibid., epitaph for his daughter
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Madness
We work in the dark. We do what we can. We give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task The rest is the madness of art.
-- Henry James
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Victory in Defeat
Defeat may serve as well as victory To shake the soul and let the glory out. When the great oak is straining in the wind, The boughs drink in new beauty, and the trunk Sends down a deeper root on the windward side. Only the soul that knows the mighty grief Can known the mighty rapture. Sorrows come to stretch out spaces in the heart for joy.
- Edwin Markham
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