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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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Light Love Return Voice
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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Goodness Greatness Happiness Himself Imagination Intense Man Pain Place
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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Body Experiment Fair Mental Purity Sick Try Water
When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Equality Heaven Human Joy Power Soul Willing
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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Darkness Dreams Earth Fair Feeling Flower Garden Love Rest Rose Spirit
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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Earth Forgiveness Heaven Kiss Mountain Nature See Sister Sun Wave Yourself
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.
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Earth Fall Rise Sleep Yourself
Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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Beyond Build Death Deep Divine Grave Love Pain Reward Sweet World
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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Burn Flow Forever Fountain Pure Spirit
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Command Man Obey Soul Virtue
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Deserve Justice Nature Punishment
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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City Man Music Silence Soul Spiritual Wild
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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Laughter Look Pain Sadness Sincere Song Sweet Thinking

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