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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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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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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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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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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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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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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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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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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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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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