“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but...”
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“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but...”
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“She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heav...”
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“I am not now That which I have been.”
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“On with the dance! Let joy be unconfin'd; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet.”
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“Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is pass'd in sleep.”
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“Friendship is love without his wings!”
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“All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin.”
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“I am never long, even in the society of her I love, without yearning for the company of my lamp and my library.”
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“Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence.”
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“Soprano, basso, even the contralto Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.”
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“I love not man the less, but nature more.”
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“She walks in beauty, Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.”
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“'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.”
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“The busy have no time for tears.”
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“'Tis strange - but true; for truth is always strange, Stranger than fiction.”
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“In her first passion woman loves her lover; In all the others, all she loves is love.”
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“Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy!”
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“In secret we met - In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears”
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“The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.”
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“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”
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