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The lapse of ages changes all things – time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing about, around, and underneath man, except man himself.

Lord Byron

Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull
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Beautiful Extension Faculties Fine Perception
Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
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Divine Form Man Part Pure Soul Steam Trouble
I live, but live to die: and, living, see nothing to make death hateful, save an innate clinging, a loathsome and yet all invincible instinct of life, which I abhor, as I despise myself, yet cannot overcome – and so I live. Would I had never lived!
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All Death Die Hateful Innate Instinct Invisible Life Live Living Loathsome Make Nanjing Singing Sve
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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Aspect Beauty Best Bright Cloydless Dark Eye Meet Night Skies Starry Walk
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
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Heart Instinct Like
It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
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Lead led Most Think
Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
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Country Countrymen Love Though
What an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
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All Arithmetical Coarseness Deity Delicacy Dirt Groveling Mind Mix Roughness Sensuality Sentiment Soaring Tenderness
Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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Dream Glimmering Gone Thing
One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
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Answer Gold Knowledge Letter Need Only Pleasure Reading
Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
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Also Evil Generally Must Mystery Suspect
O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen
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Beautiful Blue Ether Increase Light Mass Multiply Unimaginable Wildence
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
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Dep Intrude Lonely Pathless Pleasure Rapture Sea Shore Society Wood
Friendship is Love without his wings!
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Emotion Feeling Friendship Love Wing
We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?
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All Believe Chose Fool Impostors Men Most Mystery Sect Understand Written
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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Call Hate Misanthrope Them

The lapse of ages changes all things – time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing about, around, and underneath man, except man himself.

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