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George Meredith, OM (12 February 1828 – 18 May 1909) was an English novelist and poet of the Victorian era. He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature seven times.

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The song seraphically free Of taint of personality, So pure that it salutes the suns The voice of one for millions, In whom the millions rejoice For giving their one spirit voice.

Giving, Song, Suns, Voice

The man of science is nothing if not a poet gone wrong.

Gone, Man, Men, Poet, Poetry

O have a care of natures that are mute!

Care, Mute, Natures

Days, when the ball of our vision Had eagles that flew unabashed to sun; When the graps on the bow was decision, And arrow and hand and eye were one; When the Pleasures, like waves to a swimmer, Came heaving for rapture ahead! - Invoke them, they dwindle, they glimmer As lights over mounds of the dead.

Ahead, Eagles, Eye, Light, Rapture

Chance works for us when we are good captains.

Captains, Chance, Good, Works

It's past parsons to console us: No, nor no doctor fetch for me: I can die without my bolus; Two of a trade, lass, never agree! Parson and Doctor!--don't they love rarely Fighting the devil in other men's fields! Stand up yourself and match him fairly: Then see how the rascal yields!

Fighting, Love, Men, Past, Rarely, Yields

A human act once set in motion flows on forever to the great account. Our deathlessness is in what we do, not in what we are.

Act, Death, Flows, Human, Memorial, Prayer

We never know what’s in us till we stand by ourselves” (George Meredith, ORF)

George, Know, Knows, Orf, Stand, Whats

Earth, the mother of all, Moves on her stedfast way, Gathering, flinging, sowing. Mortals, we live in her day, She in her children is growing.

Children, Growing, Mortals, Mother, Moves, Moving

She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!

Catch, Conquer, Glory, Love, Winning, Won

She [Comedy] it is who proposes the correcting of pretentiousness, of inflation, of dulness, and of the vestiges of rawness and grossness to be found among us. She is the ultimate civilizer, the polisher, a sweet cook.

Among, Comedy, Rawness, Sweet, Ultimate

But O the truth, the truth. The many eyes That look on it The diverse things they see.

Diverse, Eye, Look, Looks, Things, Truth

For singing till his heaven fills, 'Tis love of earth that he instills, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is his golden cup, And he the wine which over flows To lift us with him as he goes.

Flows, Heaven, Singing, Till, Wine

It is the devil's masterstroke to get us to accuse him

Accuse, Devil, Masterstroke

Prayer for worldly goods is worse than fruitless, but prayer for strength of soul is that passion of the soul which catches the gift it seeks.

Catches, Passion, Prayer, Seeks, Soul, Worldly

I expect Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.

Civilized, Expect, Funny Inspirational, Lasts, Woman, Women

The man who has no mind of his own lends it to the priests.

Atheism, Lends, Men, Mind, Priests

Full lasting is the song, though he,
The singer, passes.

Immortality, Lasting, Singer, Singers, Song, Though

Published memoirs indicate the end of a man's activity, and that he acknowledges the end.

Acknowledges, Activity, Ends, Literature, Memoirs, Men

Sunrays, leaning on our southern hills and lighting Wild cloud-mountains that drag the hills along, Oft ends the day of your shifting brilliant laughter Chill as a dull face frowning on a song. Ay, but shows the South-west a ripple-feathered bosom Blown to silver while the clouds are shaken and ascend Scaling the mid-heavens as they stream, there comes a sunset Rich, deep like love in beauty without end.

Face, Hills, Laughter, Shifting, Song, Sunset

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