Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThe howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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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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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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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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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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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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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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There is no disease, bodily or mental, which adoption of vegetable diet, and pure water has not infallibly mitigated, wherever the experiment has been fairly tried.
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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.
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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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