To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThe man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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The rich have become richer, and the poor have become poorer; and the vessel of the state is driven between the Scylla and Charybdis of anarchy and despotism.
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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.
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Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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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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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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