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Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.
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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