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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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Before man can be free, and equal, and truly wise, he must cast aside the chains of habit and superstition; he must strip sensuality of its pomp, and selfishness of its excuses, and contemplate actions and objects as they really are.
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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Build Music Oneself Togetherness
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
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
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Bright Heaven Herself Love Moon Sleep Stars World

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