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You Never Can Tell (1895) Ella Wheeler Wilcox

You never can tell when you do an act Just what the result will be; But with every deed you are sowing a seed, Though the harvest you may not see. Each kindly act is an acorn dropped [...]

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We are the music makers

And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.

-Arthur William Edgar O’Shaughnessy (March 14, 1844–January 30, 1881)

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