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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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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.
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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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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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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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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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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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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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