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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!
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Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?
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Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.
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The rich have become richer, and the poor have become poorer; and the vessel of the state is driven between the Scylla and Charybdis of anarchy and despotism.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
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