Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYFame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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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 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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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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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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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 wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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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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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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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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