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That music in itself, whose sounds are song, The poetry of speech.

Lord Byron

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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Ages All Around Bound Change Earth Every Language Lapse Skym Star Thing Time
If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.
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Empathy Go Mad Mind Write
Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire – in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
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Came Dead Infinity Inquire Know Living Midst Myriad Shall Star System Useless World
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
Absence – that common cure of love.
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Absence Common Cure Love
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
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Amorous Chaste Pure Warm
If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
LORD BYRON

Die Learn Society Solitude Teach
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
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Beauty Dreamt Duty Found Life Slep Woke
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
Heaven gives its favourites-early death.
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Death Early Favorite Give Heaven
We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.
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Day Die Dreading Fool Lathing Life Live Shall Steal Terror Time Us
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
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
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
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Life Rainbow Storm
If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
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Always Company Could Feel never Read Want
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

That music in itself, whose sounds are song, The poetry of speech.

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