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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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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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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Equality Heaven Human Joy Power Soul Willing
I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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Live Myself One Liner Pain Suffering
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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