I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYNothing 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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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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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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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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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 howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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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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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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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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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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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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See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea – What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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