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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.

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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Garden Growth Kiss Light Night Open Plant Wind Young
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
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
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
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Learning Man Mistake Ourselves Worth Youth
I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
Before man can be free, and equal, and truly wise, he must cast aside the chains of habit and superstition; he must strip sensuality of its pomp, and selfishness of its excuses, and contemplate actions and objects as they really are.
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Action Equality Freedom Habit Man Object Selfish True Wisdom
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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Action One Liner Result Strange Thinking
Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Action Religious Word
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
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
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Command Man Obey Soul Virtue
Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Deep Devil Disguise Man One Liner
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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History Man Memories Poem Writing
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

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