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Through the sunset of hope, Like the shapes of a dream, What paradise islands of glory gleam!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Age: 29 †
Born: 1792
Born: August 4
Died: 1822
Died: July 8
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