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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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A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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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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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Himself Ideas Love Person Religious
Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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Earth Fall Rise Sleep Yourself
Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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Alone Black Myself Night Shadow Star World
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Deep Discover Ignorance Ourselves Study Wisdom
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
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
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
Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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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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Fame Gold Idol Love Power Worship
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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Break Death Glory Lie Light
All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Light Love Return Voice
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

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