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All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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Darkness Dreams Earth Fair Feeling Flower Garden Love Rest Rose Spirit
Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Fame Gold Idol Love Power Worship
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
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Garden Growth Kiss Light Night Open Plant Wind Young
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule
Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.
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City Man Music Silence Soul Spiritual Wild
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Music Ourselves Sadness Song Sweet Talk Thinking
Joy, once lost, is pain.
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Joy Lost Pain
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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Beautiful Hide Poetry World
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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Change Death Fly Hope Life Return Truth
The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Black Heart Loud Note
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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Live Myself One Liner Pain Suffering
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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Break Death Glory Lie Light
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Crime Difference Tolerance
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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Goodness Greatness Imagination Instrument Moral

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