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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Black Heart Loud Note
I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
Joy, once lost, is pain.
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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
The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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Exhaustion Fed Fire Moon Sun Young
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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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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Drive Fate Poor Rich Standard
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule
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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All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
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Learning Man Mistake Ourselves Worth Youth
If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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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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