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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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Death Fear Happiness Hope Ourselves
Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
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Burn Flow Forever Fountain Pure Spirit
I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.
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Breathe Bright Dreams Night Shine Sleep Stars
When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Equality Heaven Human Joy Power Soul Willing
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
If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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God Religion Satisfaction Talk World
The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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Comfortable Dog Humble Man Moral Presence
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Lips Lover One Liner Relationship Soul Trouble
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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Action One Liner Result Strange Thinking
Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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Build Music Oneself Togetherness
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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I love tranquil solitude.
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Love Myself One Liner Solitude Tranquility
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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Garden Growth Kiss Light Night Open Plant Wind Young

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