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Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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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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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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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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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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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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Drive Fate Poor Rich Standard
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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Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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Deep Drink Joy Taste Tonight Wine
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Deserve Justice Nature Punishment
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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