The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.
EDGAR ALLAN POEDeep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.
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The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
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That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.
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The ninety and nine are with dreams, content, but the hope of the world made new, is the hundredth man who is grimly bent on making those dreams come true.
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To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!
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Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
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False hope is nicer than no hope at all.
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If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.
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Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.
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And I fell violently on my face.
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
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The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
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The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.
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Imperceptibly the love of these discords grew upon me as my love of music grew stronger.
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Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
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Even for those to whom life and death are equal jests. There are some things that are still held in respect.
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