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Ability hits the mark where presumption overshoots and diffidence falls short.

quote by Golda Meir
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God is displeased at the diffidence of souls who love Him sincerely and whom He Himself loves.

quote by Alphonsus Liguori
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Give me a mystery - just a plain and simple one - a mystery which is diffidence and silence, a slim little bare-foot mystery: give me a mystery - just one!

quote by Yevgeny Yevtushenko
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Where youth and diffidence are united, it requires uncommon steadiness of reason to resist the attraction of being called the most charming girl in the world.

quote by Jane Austen
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Bow and Arrow

A marksman artistry
Mangle with the tentative diffidence
For I am an arrow
And when I am released
It would torment to miss

And sometimes I am a bow
When hesitance prevails
And swoon over my foliage
Of releasing the puissant
Harbinger of perdition

When the taut heaving sought for abeyance
My own gears would arrest
By compulsion to unfurl the curtains
And give away the sparrow-chance
That I am the bow and arrow all the same
Seizing, repulsing, and detaining
My own emancipation.

poem by Norman Santos
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A tall, strapping shot, you, considerate hunter...

A tall, strapping shot, you, considerate hunter,
Phantom with gun at the flood of my soul,
Do not destroy me now as a traitor,
As fodder for feeling, crumbled up small!

Grant me destruction rising and soaring,
Dress me at night in the willow and ice.
Start me, I pray, from the reeds in the morning,
Finish me off with one shot in my flight,

And for this lofty and resonant parting
Thank you. Forgive me, I kiss you, oh hands
Of my neglected, my disregarded
Homeland, my diffidence, family, friends.

poem by Boris Pasternak
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In Inevitable Absences...

sometimes confusion laces
the mind and sometimes
visible green dots
float across the puddles
like directionless paper boats
sometimes diffidence
sits on its haunches
weighing a ton on the
fringes of the heart
sometimes fear sets ripples
like the grandfather's clock
after striking into the wee hours
sometimes stars flicker
beyond my reach
sometimes full of confidence
i float in the weightless
spaces within...

a fountain of emotions
spring forth in your inevitable

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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Proem III

Not all the brilliant beauties I have seen,
Mid the gay splendors of some Southern hall,
In jewelled grandeur, or in plainest mien,
Did so my fancy and my heart enthral,
As doth this noble woman, Nature's queen!
Such hearty greeting from her lips did fall,
And I ennobled was through her esteem;
At once made sharer of her confidence,
As by enchantment of some rapturous dream;
With subtler vision gifted, finer sense,
She loosed my tongue's refraining diffidence,
And softer accents lent our varying theme:
So much my Lady others doth surpass,
I read them all through her transparent glass.

poem by Amos Bronson Alcott
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The Garden

A plant has bloomed into a flower very well,
Seeds were sown yesterday, only the bluebell.
Using sunlight and hero-worship is best,
Regretting any extolling that was abreast.
The garden is a city for the diffidence
Expressed by this appearance.
We are a number of angiosperms
In full religion, just as a prophet confirms.
His hood is like the floret or small flower,
His job is to garden the city and keep the cauliflower.
He also has bashfulness, sheepish though he remains
From the ever-growing symbols, the ever-changing gains.
We must pay our tribute to the king of gardening,
A man who is a great gardener, and he is beckoning.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Proper Bride

The Sun, whose rays
Are all ablaze
With ever-living glory,
Will not deny
His majesty -
He scorns to tell a story:
He won't exclaim,
"I blush for shame,
So kindly be indulgent,"
But, fierce and bold,
In fiery gold,
He glories all effulgent!

I mean to rule the earth,
As he the sky -
We really know our worth,
The Sun and I!

Observe his flame,
That placid dame,

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poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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