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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively;...  
All love is sweet, Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its...  
All of us, who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the...  
Change is certain. Peace is followed by disturbances; departure of evi...  
Cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.  
Concerning God, freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or ye...  
Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it i...  
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.  
Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men...  
He has outsoared the shadow of our night; envy and calumny and hate an...  
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.   History
How wonderful is death! Death and his brother sleep.  
I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trampl...  
In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or ha...  
It is impossible that had Buonaparte descended from a race of vegetabl...  
January gray is here, like a sexton by her grave; February bears the b...  
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not;...  
Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, satins the white radiance of...  
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so ...  
Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mu...  
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.  
Nought may endure but Mutability.  
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.  
Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep - he hath awakened fro...  
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.   Poetry
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes f...  
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.   Poetry
Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.  
Reviewers, with some rare exceptions, are a most stupid and malignant ...  
Rulers, who neither see, nor feel, nor know, but leech-like to their f...  
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.  
The Galilean is not a favorite of mine. So far from owing him any than...  
The gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.  
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.  
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.  
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.  
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasur...  
The soul's joy lies in doing.  
There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through t...  
There is no real wealth but the labor of man.  
To be omnipotent but friendless is to reign.  
When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that eit...