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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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.
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Laughter Myself Rain Thunder Travel
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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Bed Black Death Myself Reward Win
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
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
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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Goodness Greatness Imagination Instrument Moral
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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Beyond Build Death Deep Divine Grave Love Pain Reward Sweet World
I love tranquil solitude.
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Love Myself One Liner Solitude Tranquility
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
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Best Happiness Mindset Moments Poetry Record
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Deserve Justice Nature Punishment
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Act Action Beautiful Love
We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Laughter Look Pain Sadness Sincere Song Sweet Thinking
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.
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Age Art Artist Creation Music Painting Philosophy Poet
A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Literature Power Thinking Word
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Crime Difference Tolerance

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