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buckleyspeaking: Tracking Hurricane Danielle as we head into Labor Day weekend has us thinking about poet Amelia Josephine Burr - and some lines you can read aloud to travel companions to improve your public speaking:

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Radical_Notion: This, by Amelia Josephine Burr, is like a shout of triumph in the dark. The love of life is always its own victory because it is like loving the rose even as you are caught by the thorns.

KarynS: A Song of Living by Amelia Josephine Burr Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.

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Stephendinnet: As one looks on a face through a window, through life I have looked on God, Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die..... Amelia Josephine Burr

amlitreader: Amelia Josephine Burr, American poet who served in the Red Cross during WWI: "Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die."

IsaiahTse: " Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. " ~ Amelia Josephine Burr

LanceDenh: Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die -Amelia Josephine Burr

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All love that has not friendship for its base,
Is like a mansion built upon the sand.
Though brave its walls as any in the land,
And its tall turrets lift their heads in grace;
Though skillful and accomplished artists trace
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And gleaming statues in dim niches stand,
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