Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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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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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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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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Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
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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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Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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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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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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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 man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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