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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Happiness Sorrow Sweet
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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Death Fear Happiness Hope Ourselves
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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Essence Fear Jealous Liberty Love Obedience
If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Himself Ideas Love Person Religious
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Music Ourselves Sadness Song Sweet Talk Thinking
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
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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Beautiful Feeling Greatness Life Miracle Nature Wonderful World
I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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Distance Field Myself River Travel
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
Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Deep Devil Disguise Man One Liner
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
This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Appearance Beautiful Lake Myself
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest

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