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Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.

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I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.
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It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
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The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.
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Who then will explain the explanation?
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Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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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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