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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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Break Death Glory Lie Light
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Act Action Beautiful Love
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Game Law Trade War
Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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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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Bed Death Earth Failure Flower Leaving Lying Sun Warm Wind
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.
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Breathe Bright Dreams Night Shine Sleep Stars
Joy, once lost, is pain.
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Joy Lost Pain
When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
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Care Cat Happiness Myself Thinking Way
Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Love One Liner Pain Sweet
When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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Distance Field Myself River Travel
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice
Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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