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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but cannot die; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed,--but it returneth! Yet were life a charnel where Hope lay coffined with Despair; Yet were truth a sacred lie, Love were lust--If Liberty Lent not life its soul of flight, Hope its iris of delight, Truth its prophet's robe to wear, Love its power to give and bear. Shelley "Songs From Hellas"...1821 |
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