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Dora Read Goodale

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All the woodland path is broken
By warm tints along the way,
And the low and sunny slope
Is alive with sudden hope
When there comes the silent token
Of an April day,—
Blue hepatica!
Hepatica, reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 365.

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I am only merry for an hour or two
Upon a birthday: if this life of ours
Be a good glad thing, why should we make us merry
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Whispering 'It will be happier;' and old faces
Press round us, and warm hands close with warm hands,
And thro' the blood the wine leaps to the brain
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New buds to heaven, whereon the throstle rock'd
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The safest road to Hell is the gradual one — the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.

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Oh, tears are a most worthless token,
When hearts they would have soothed are broken.

Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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