George Henry Boker quotes:
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Fold him in his country's stars. Roll the drum and fire the volley! What to him are all our wars, What but death bemocking folly?
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...Lovers are Like walking ghosts, they always haunt the spot Of their misdeeds.
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Love is that orbit of the restless soulWhose circle grazes the confines of space,Bounding within the limits of its raceUtmost extremes.
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