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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Action One Liner Result Strange Thinking
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
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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Change Death Fly Hope Life Return Truth
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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Goodness Greatness Imagination Instrument Moral
When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Equality Heaven Human Joy Power Soul Willing
I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Bed Black Death Myself Reward Win
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
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
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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Garden Growth Kiss Light Night Open Plant Wind Young
Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Beyond Build Death Deep Divine Grave Love Pain Reward Sweet World
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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Feeling Light Moon Music Oneself Reveal Sing Voice World
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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History Man Memories Poem Writing
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Deep Discover Ignorance Ourselves Study Wisdom
The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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Door Forever Jealous Key Truth
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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Comfortable Dog Humble Man Moral Presence

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