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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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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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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.
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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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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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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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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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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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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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