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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

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
Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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Deep Future Inspirational Mirror Poet Present Shadow
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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Beautiful Hide Poetry World
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 wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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Live Myself One Liner Pain Suffering
Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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City Fame Hell Popular Smoke
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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Action One Liner Result Strange Thinking
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
When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
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Care Cat Happiness Myself Thinking Way
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
I love tranquil solitude.
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Love Myself One Liner Solitude Tranquility
To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
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Each Other Goodness Heart Light Love Morning Night
If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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God Religion Satisfaction Talk 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
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

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