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Can man be free if woman be a slave?
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To that high Capital, where kingly Death Keeps his pale court in beauty and decay, He came.
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He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely.
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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.
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Cease, cease, wayward Mortal! I dare not unveil The shadows that float o’er Eternity’s vale; Nought waits for the good but a spirit of Love, That will hail their blest advent to regions above. For Love, Mortal, gleams through the gloom of my sway, And the shades which surround me fly fast at its ray.
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From the great morning of the world when first God dawned on Chaos.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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We are all Greeks. Our laws, our literature, our religion, our arts have their root in Greece.
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Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker.
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Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong; They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
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And many more Destructions played In this ghastly masquerade, All disguised, even to the eyes, Like Bishops, lawyers, peers, or spies.
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You lie-under a mistake, For this is the most civil sort of lie That can be given to a man's face. I now Say what I think.
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The breath Of accusation kills an innocent name, And leaves for lame acquittal the poor life, Which is a mask without it.
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A Christian, a Deist, a Turk, and a Jew, have equal rights: they are men and brethren.
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All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil.
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Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy’s bower. Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can rend the shrine In which its vermeil splendours shine.
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Till the Future dares Forget the Past, his fate and fame shall be An echo and a light unto eternity!
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Gold is a living god and rules in scorn, All earthly things but virtue.
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And bid them love each other and be blest: And leave the troop which errs, and which reproves, And come and be my guest, - for I am Love's.
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Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise! She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain.
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Belief is involuntary; nothing involuntary is meritorious or reprehensible. A man ought not to be considered worse or better for his belief.
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Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
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If it be proved that the world is ruled by a Divine Power, no inference necessarily can be drawn from that circumstance in favour of a future state.
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Let there be light! said Liberty, And like sunrise from the sea, Athens arose!