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When I have fears that I may cease to be, Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain.

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What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?...

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To know the change and feel it,

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The opinion I have of the generality of women—who appear to me as children to whom I would rather give a sugar plum than my time, forms a ba...

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Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

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Health is my expected heaven.

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His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed;

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There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.

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Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He star'd at the Pacific--and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise-- Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

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Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.

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Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity --it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.

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Do not all charms fly at the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: we know her woof, her texture; she is given in the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings, conquer all mysteries by rule and line, empty the haunted air, and gnome mine unweave a rainbow.

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Even if I was well - I must make myself as good a Philosopher as possible. Now I have had opportunities of passing nights anxious and awake I have found other thoughts intrude upon me. If I should die, said I to myself, I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have lov'd the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember'd.

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There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify -- so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.

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Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous -- who are each individually lost in a throng made up of themselves?

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There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.

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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced -- even a proverb is no proverb to you till your life has illustrated it.

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I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.

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Are there not thousands in the world who love their fellows even to the death, who feel the giant agony of the world, and more, like slaves to poor humanity, labor for mortal good?

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Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

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You might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift of your subject with ore.

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Why were they proud? again we ask aloud, / Why in the name of Glory were they proud?

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What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.

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Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright, And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen For what listen they

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Tis the witching hour of night,
Orbed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, glisten,
Seeming with bright eyes to listen
For what listen they?

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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought / As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!

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There is a budding morrow in midnight.

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The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.

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The problems of the world cannot possible be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men who can dream of things that never were.

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The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing -- to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

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