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.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYLove’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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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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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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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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