"All governments, Books, customs, buildings, railways, ships, and all the stark realities that men have made, Are but imagination's utterances."
"The artist labors while he may, But finds at best too brief the day; And, tho' his works outlast the time And nation that they make sublime, He feels and sees that Nature knows Nothing of time in what she does, But has a leisure infinite Wherein to do her work aright."
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Source: Henry Abbey (1884). “The City of Success: And Other Poems”
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