Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYAway, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.
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Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
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Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.
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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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There is no disease, bodily or mental, which adoption of vegetable diet, and pure water has not infallibly mitigated, wherever the experiment has been fairly tried.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
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I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
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