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I love tranquil solitude.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
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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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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
To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
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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
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!
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Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Better Lips Love Soul Word
The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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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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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Deep Devil Disguise Man One Liner

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