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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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Alone Black Myself Night Shadow Star World
Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Bright Heaven Herself Love Moon Sleep Stars World
The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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Exhaustion Fed Fire Moon Sun Young
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Crime Difference Tolerance
Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Action Religious Word
Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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City Fame Hell Popular Smoke
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Deep Discover Ignorance Ourselves Study Wisdom
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Love Myself Radiance Snow
Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Chance Change Fate Forever Love Time
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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Essence Fear Jealous Liberty Love Obedience
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Happiness Sorrow Sweet
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
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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Death Fear Myself Tremble
Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Love One Liner Pain Sweet
Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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Blood Hands Hard Heart Worst

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