Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYFate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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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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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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The rich have become richer, and the poor have become poorer; and the vessel of the state is driven between the Scylla and Charybdis of anarchy and despotism.
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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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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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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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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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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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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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