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O weep for Adonis - He is dead." "Peace. He is not dead he doth not sleep - he hath wakened from the dream of life

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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and p...more

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First our pleasures die - and then Our hopes and then our fears - and when These are dead the debt is due Dust claims dust - and we die too.

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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

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And in a mad tranceStrike with our spirit's knifeInvulnerable nothingsWe decayLike corpses in a charnelFear & GriefConvulse is & consume usDay by dayA...more

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The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one sho...more

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No more let life divide what death can join together.