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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.

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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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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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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The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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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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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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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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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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