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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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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
See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea – What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?
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Earth Forgiveness Heaven Kiss Mountain Nature See Sister Sun Wave Yourself
Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Love One Liner Pain Sweet
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
There is no disease, bodily or mental, which adoption of vegetable diet, and pure water has not infallibly mitigated, wherever the experiment has been fairly tried.
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Body Experiment Fair Mental Purity Sick Try Water
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Deserve Justice Nature Punishment
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Command Man Obey Soul Virtue
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
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
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Happiness Sorrow Sweet
I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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Laughter Myself Rain Thunder Travel
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
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Bird Cheerful Darkness Poet Solitude Sound Sweet
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
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Act Action Beautiful Love
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule

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