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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.

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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