His fine wit Makes such a wound, the knife is lost in it.
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The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow.Percy Bysshe Shelley
The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set While, blazoned as on heaven's immortal noon, The cross leads generations on.
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I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.
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Day and night, day and night,
He was my breath and life and light,
For three short years, which soon were passed.
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while still
He lies, as if in dewy sleep he lay;
Awake him not!
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Have ye leisure, comfort, calm,
Shelter, food, love's gentle balm?
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