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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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Door Forever Jealous Key Truth
If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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God Religion Satisfaction Talk World
Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.
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Age Art Artist Creation Music Painting Philosophy Poet
We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Laughter Look Pain Sadness Sincere Song Sweet 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
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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Hard Time Inspirational Spring Struggle Wind
Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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Chance Change Fate Forever Love Time
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
Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Love One Liner Pain Sweet
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
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
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
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule
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

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