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Marie Rayner
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The Best of British Baking: Classic Sweet Treats and Savory Bakes
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The English Kitchen: An Anglophile's Love Note to English Cuisine
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Recipes From The Big Blue Binder
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“Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.”
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“The fairy poet takes a sheet
Of moonbeam, silver white;
His ink is dew from daisies sweet,
His pen a point of light.”
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Of moonbeam, silver white;
His ink is dew from daisies sweet,
His pen a point of light.”
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“I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.”
― Trees & Other Poems
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.”
― Trees & Other Poems
“The only reason a road is good as every wanderer knows
Is just because of the homes, the homes, the homes to which one goes
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Is just because of the homes, the homes, the homes to which one goes
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“What we love determines what we seek. What we seek determines what we think and do. What we think and do determines who we are — and who we will become.”
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