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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
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Bed Death Earth Failure Flower Leaving Lying Sun Warm Wind
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice
I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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Bed Black Death Myself Reward Win
Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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Build Music Oneself Togetherness
Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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City Fame Hell Popular Smoke
There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
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Creation God Spirit Understand Universe
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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Hard Time Inspirational Spring Struggle Wind
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Crime Difference Tolerance
This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Appearance Beautiful Lake Myself
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
Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Lips Lover One Liner Relationship Soul Trouble
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 all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.
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Believe Love Ourselves Place See Soul Wasted
A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
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Goodness Greatness Happiness Himself Imagination Intense Man Pain Place

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